You were on the run, from your parents and the law.
I didn't see it then but i was your getaway car.
And I didn't have a bottle, yet you drank down all my love.
But to you the edge was never close enough.
I always believed you, when you said that you'd try.
Soon you were drinking from morning through to night.
And I didn't have a bottle, yet you drank down all my love.
But to you the edge was never close enough.
And i like the view far from the line, i don't need to get close, to start feeling alive.
And my love is a runnen, and my love is a runnen, and my love is a runnen on short supply.
Been 5 years, of you showing up in my dreams.
Un-Invited a little rude dont you think.
And I heard talk, that you drank away your mind.
My anger fell right off when i saw you for the first time.
And i don't have a bottle, but i will give you all my love.
And the edge was finally close enough, close enough, close enough, close enough.