Narrow Margins

I can't live this way

Breaking all my rules again

Choking on my gin

You push 'til I give in

'Til the loser always wins

Somehow with his beckoning

Bruising with his threads

Confusing what he says

But I won't live that way

Though I kind of want to anyway

Kind of want to play

With all the pretty and the pure

Well I return to the earth

I return to the dust

No more beauty by the pound

And this I do not trust

'Cause nothing forgives

Rules and narrow margins

In our lives

It's rules and narrow margins

But I will slip by

I can't find the time

I don't know the future

I couldn't bring that past back

I waste what little time I have

But I swear I almost touched it

Yet it slipped between my fingers

Sent shivers down my spine

Cut a splinter in my mind

But it wasn't nothing, again

These rules and narrow margins

But our life

Is rules and narrow margins

But I will slip by

Rules and narrow margins

Rules and narrow margins

But I will slip by