Narrow Margins - Half Moon Run

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

When I return to the earth

I return to the dust

No more beauty by the pound

In this I do not trust

'Cause nothing forgives

Rules and narrow margins

In our life

It’s rules and narrow margins

But I’ma 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

It’s rules and narrow margins

So gonna slip by

Rules and narrow margins

Rules and narrow margins

And I’ma slip by