Come and walk the line with me
Irrelevance or ecstasy
I got a feeling you don't know who you're dealing with again

You know they say you get what you give
I've been giving cause that's how I live
Playing with quarters and writing on checks 'till the end

Momma told me what was right, but it doesn't really matter again tonight
Gonna roam the wildwood, 'till the end

What is this, this artful life?
Scrape the bottom for fuel at night
I got a feeling you don't know who you're dealing with again

We made a pact of toxic plans
A brotherhood of basements and piss-stained hands
I got a feeling you don't know who you're dealing with again