The gutter may profess its love,
Then follow it with hesitation,
But there are just so many of
You out there for rent

A stronger girl would shake this off in flight,
And never give it more than a frowning hour,
But you have let your heart decide,
Loss has conquered you,

You´ve won one too many fights,
Wearing many hats every time,
But you wont win here tonight,

You´ve made it through the direst of straits alright,
Can you help it if plain love now seems less interesting?
You haven´t changed an ounce in my eyes,
And I cannot lecture you,

And does anything I say seem relevant at all?
You´ve been at the helm since you were just five,
While I cannot claim to be more than a passenger,

But, you´ve won one too many fights,
Wearing all of your clothes at the same time,
Let the good times end tonight,
Oh girl, sail her, don´t sink her,
This time,

Just a moment or two from now,
Not a mind will retain even a trace,
Of the thoughts that I struggled to tell
And how our stack of cards just fell,

So settle this once and for all,
The light no longer shows the cracks around my door,
And I have no lantern to light your way home tonight,

You are not some saint who´s above,
Giving someone a stroll through the flowers,
You´ve got so much more to dream of,
Oh girl, sail her, don´t sink her,
This time,
This time,
This time.