Mickey was the odd man out with a closet of bones and some suitcase dreams
And Josie was a diamond in the rough
They met outside her house on a summer night under the streetlamp light
And that was when they fell in love. And Mickey said...
I think you're starting to change me
Thel ove we made seems to rearrange me
Resistance starting to wither
And the things you say make the thin line thicker between Love and Hate.
Well, three years later, Mickey was smoking dope in the afternoon
And Josie's youth had lost its bloom
It's funny how times do change but we're rooted and grooved we still remain the same
And Josie said that she was through. And she said...
You used to do things to please me
Now all you do is torture and tease me
The sound in my voice is bitter
And the things you say makes the thin line thicker between Love and Hate
Loves in our hearts we can find it
Let's take what's left and we'll redefine it
Open our souls make it clearer
Come out of the gray make the thin line thicker between Love and Hate.