Ever Low is on the road to better-coast again
Armor Love, bitter fortuned
Soul, came back again, as they say...
"Oh my God, my mistakes."
You've got me, one arm tied
Outlaw, I will love your all
Said don't let me go, again
I will let you all say, don't let me go
She knows that
I have gone
Left her room, tonight
My soul, gone, a wreck again
This is a long time, telling you there's a ghost
Coming back again
I settled down, I sell them all
Let her go
Let her back again
I'm telling you this, time tipping my soul:
"I'm not going, Armor Love."
"I'm not going, Ever Low."
"I'm not going, Armor Love."
You're not going home