The Gap

V1:

At this stage I start to worry

cause you've grown on me big time

And what bothers is the fine line

between good and getting used to u

V2:

Theres a gap between

"insecurity"

that Can lead to drinkin, lies

and mindless mess.

but when I sober up

I hope we'll still be friends.

Bridge: (voice rises key by word)

Its a fine line,

gettin used to you,

Im left to pick the pieces

that you've strown across my life time

now im standin here alone

While the voices keep on tellin me

that what you do's no secret

Im too thick to see the light that shines

upon my very shores

Only time will tell

the mistakes I made

although I realise,

and when you say

that shes no good for me

I never let it show

Bridge: (voice rises key by word)

Its a fine line,

gettin used to you,

Im left to pick the pieces

that you've strown across my life time

now im standin here alone

And with Blood upon these hands,

and a dollar in my pocket,

I can buy a little happyness,

and never let it go.

"Your there" - The voices keep on tellin me

"Your a mini me" - Only time will tell

"Your gonna play it up" - And then you say to never let go

"Its a fine line" -

Theres a gap between insecrurity,

its a fine line getting used to you,

between good and gettin used to you

cause you've grown on me big time

You've grown on me big time - dont wanna be your victim

Im to thick to see the lies that lie upon my very shores

The violence is the fine line between good to feel securety

and when I soberup I hope that we, I hope we'll stil be friends.