She gets down on her knees to throw up life

She gets down on her knees to throw up life

She gets down on her knees to throw up life

That's the only thing she does it good

Room to room, flushing away her memory

Bay to bay, washing out her history

She gets down on her knees to make up life

She gets down on her knees to make up life

She gets down on her knees to make up life

That's the only way she has it good

She's a mainliner who's never took a main line

She's a one liner who's never found the one line

She goes from one bay to another looking for a liner

Going down, down, down, down to feel the ground

Coming up, up, up, up to make the flight

She's a line thrower, dip it in a honey bowl

She's a line burner, rub it in with vinegar and oil

She goes from one sky to another looking for a liner

Going down, down, down, down to feel the ground

Coming up, up, up, up to make the flight

Going down, down, down, down to feel the ground

Coming up, up, up, up to make the flight

Blur patches in the clouded sky

Too high to catch her tears and sighs

Looking over tenderly