Out Of Line Raise your glasses Think of the times we've had Wash down your pride Think of all the things We should have said We should have siad Why
Here you are Like a troy soldier fighting a supersized war Got a flag to wave but you got nothing worth fighting for You know your enemy but you just
why can't we just bury the hatchet instead of dancing on each other's grave? i'm sick of listening to the gun-fire there's got to be something more important
Out Of Line Meet me Right here This curb is our throne tonight Sit back And share this moment Bring a bottle of wine, i bring quarters and dimes For
You can't be everyone to everybody We don't expect you to be somebody else But there's someone who killed the conversation And the blood is dripping
You?re the killer and the victim you ain?t got no alibi and you cannot escape you?re just another person sending out the invitation to your funeral
by now i know all of your insults and you know how to break my bones i've counted all those broken windows and all the times you threw those stones we
Out Of Line A blank sheet reads a million ways You need an alibi, i rest my case There is something going wrong, going wrong I add insult to injury
Then try to keep you scared and small Telling you the world ain't safe at all Gotta smash the smokescreen Don't swallow the lies they feed They wage
Got a minute Another minute? Somebody, come and tell me not to care Tell me you've been there Tell me you've done that I guess I'm only good at solitaire
Translation: Donots. Other.
