Baby we could rent this house, put a fan on the window sill
'Cause I don't wanna hear that whippoorwill
Or maybe this is our sentence for all the time we killed
'Cause I don't wanna hear that whippoorwill

I'm gonna lose your either way
I'm gonna lose you either way
If I hold on tightly
Or let go lightly

Now baby, when you say my name it almost sounds absurd
Well, I don't wanna hear that mockingbird
You don't whisper it sweet you say it like a curse word
I don't wanna hear that mockingbird

I'm gonna lose you either way
I'm gonna lose you either way
If I hold on tightly
Or I let go lightly

There must be a number and a corresponding house
Baby, when the door is closed the windows let it out
And she comes by begging for one sweet, lonely sin
But the door, it opens out so you can't kick it in

And her father, sweet old man he is
Comes by to lend a hand
Darlin', I told you all along I only partly understand
And she comes by begging for that lonely sin again saying
"You'd rather be a liar than an honest, lonely man"

I'm gonna lose you either way
I'm gonna lose you either way
If I hold on tightly
Or I let go lightly
If I hold on tightly
Or I let go lightly