Row, boat, row me to the shore She don't want to be my friend no more
She dug a hole in the bottom of my soul She don't want to be my friend no more
Pick me up, give me some food to eat In your truck, going no place
I'll be home, talking to nobody You'll be strange, you'll be far away
Big fat moon and my body's out of tune With the burning waves, she's a billion years away
Dog food on the floor, and I've been like this before
She is all, and everything else is small
Pick me up, give me some alcohol In your truck, playing the radio
I'll be home, with the gasoline You'll be strong, you'll be far away
Big fat moon and my body's out of tune With the burning waves, she's a billion years away
Row, boat, row me to the shore She don't want to be my friend no more
She dug a hole in the bottom of my soul She is all, and everything else is small