Way, way down the line

When we're both grey and old

I beg of you

Open up my letters

Tell me stories 'bout drinking wine

How he took you out for dinner

How you danced all night

Tell me that you found someone better

As I want you to try

As I want you to fly

I ain't saying you should be alone for the rest of your life but

You rip his heart out

Way, way down the line

When we're both sixty-four

I beg of you, open up my letters

Well, I won't be telling stories 'bout drinking wine

Beer, wine and bold and bound to die

Carefully choosing every letter

As I want you to try

As I want you to fly

I ain't saying you should be alone for the rest of your life but

You rip his heart out

As I want you to try

As I want you to fly

I ain't saying you should be alone for the rest of your life but

You rip his heart out

Wait, wait, wait in line she said

Until that cold coyote comes

I beg of you

Open up my letters

As I want you to try

As I want you to fly

I ain't saying you should be alone for the rest of your life but

You rip his heart out

As I want you to try

As I want you to fly

I ain't saying you should be alone for the rest of your life but

You rip his heart out