And to blend right in we all surrounded them
For the tug-of-war and who you'll pull it for
Sufficed to say there's a time and a place so I wait
While between you and me from point A to point B is a fine line
Go on, paint the whole town red
That burns at both our good ends
Two peas in a pod, a battleaxe and a bastard child
And so I wait
I'd rather follow who cleans up the mess
While between you and me from point A to point B is a fine line
For the tug-of-war and who you'll pull it for
While between you and me from point A to point B is a fine line
Took one step more and went straight to the source
For the tug-of-war and who you'll pull it for
And to blend right in, they opened fire with
Sufficed to say there's a time and a place so I wait
Their rain checks spent to make ends meet
Sufficed to say there's a time and a place so I wait
That burns at both our good ends
In a white picket fence, now both ends meet
