Waiting for a late train full of hate
Just track and city beyond the gate
The breath of an ugly stranger in my face
Just wanting to get the hell out of this place
If in a week's time you're not mine
I'm gonna touch that live line
Oh, that live line, oh, that live line
I was your heaven I was your hell
I was at the scene when our true love fell
A murderer sweeping up its broken shell
Pocketing the dust and the dirt from my fragile spell
If in a week's time you're not mine
I'm gonna touch that live line
Oh, that live line, oh, that live line
Into the morning this train is jerking on
I'm not sure of what I'm running from
It's so hard to love you when your love is gone
Let go of the hold that I've had for so long
If in a week's time you're not mine
I'm gonna touch that live line
If in a week's time you're not mine
I'm gonna touch that live line
Oh, that live line
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