"There's gotta be a fine line somewhere
Less pissed off and more just surprised that you would go there"
There's gotta be a little sunlight sometime
This trip's too long my hands are clenched way tight
I need to set a little time aside
To write lists out I can't decide
Even if I'm being nice
I swear
I want to be with you with every hour of every day
But it's 45 on this stretch of highway
I might be late
There's gotta be a better alibi
Than I'd rather lay in bed than see you smile
There's gotta be a better part of me
That wants to do the right thing and doesn't have a place to be
I need to set a little time aside
To write lists out I can't decide
Even if I'm being nice
I swear
I want to be with you with every hour of every day
But it's 45 on this stretch of highway
I might be late
I know you don't want to be alone
But there is not much room for us to grow
I'm caught between these selfish thoughts and the thought that I'm not good enough
This back and forth has run it's course
I've got nothing left to say