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