Play the tape back, take apart just what happened in your heart
Where exactly you fell through
Now you're going to do some time, you don't know, did you cross the line?
Or did the line cross you?
And no one's going to pick you up down here
No one's going to say you're in the clear
You push, you stretch, you rend apart the edges of just what you are
And no one's going to see you disappear
Appetite has gone away, anything else you can say
Bees are buzzing around the hive
A pull-out sofa, some cheap red wine, yeah, you're going to do some time
Just get in the car and drive
And no one's going to pick you up down here
No one's going to say you're in the clear
You push, you stretch, you rend apart the edges of just what you are
And no one's going to see you disappear
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