Girl, you must atone some

I let you stay and you paid no rent

That's enough sitting on the fence
To put the poison pill to your ear
But you sat on your hands
You want to fight for this love
For the fear of breaking dams
You love a sinking stone

And go out of my head
But honey you cannot wrestle a dove
So get used to used to the lonesome
I'd find a fatal flaw
And lost your only chance
You love a sinking stone
But now I stand on honest ground
I gotta leave here my girl

That'll never elope
I spent twelve long months on the lam
Girl, you must atone some
And stop floating around

Get your feet on the ground
Go back to your hometown
Until this turn in my head
On honest ground
Don't leave me no phone number there
So baby it's clear
I found a fatal flaw
For the wheels to nullify
It took me all of a year
In the logic of love
Don't leave me no phone number there
Just leave the ring on the rail
That'll never elope
You want to jump and dance

So get used to the lonesome
And went out of my head

Get on with my lonely life
In the logic of love