Lyrics Lines in the Sand - Mona

Lines in the Sand

Lines in the sand
Take you’re money man
Might as well be thirty pieces
I don’t want you, I don’t need it
I don’t want you, I don’t need this
Of course the sex is hot
We wrote she’s on fire
And you been crawling while we have been cross the line
I don’t want you, I don’t need it
I don’t want you, Just walk away
… walk away
It’s cold outside
You’re alone tonight
It’s cold outside
Lines in the sand
Wake your money man
Why you keep on trying to feed this
I don’t want you, I don’t need it
I don’t want you, I don’t need this
Well I’m turning red while you’re turning blue
Do the math baby boy yeah I’m done with you
I don’t want you, I don’t need it
I don’t want you, Just walk away
… walk away
It’s cold outside
You’re alone tonight
It’s cold outside
You’re running your mouth all over the city
You think that I’d be through
Giving up over things that are petty
You can’t beat something
Can’t beat something new
It’s cold outside
You’re alone tonight
It’s cold outside