Completely complasive
So excitedly vacant
I keep waiting for something to give
But that something is always me
You consume what your able
I get crumbs from your table
You call this comfortably normal
But i call it getting by
[Chorus]
Baby its a fine line
Im holding on your holding back
Baby its a fine line
Cant you hear it knockin at your door
But your taking your sweet time
In love and out of touch yeah
Baby its a fine line
Baby its a real fine line
Do you feel the distance
Like i feel resistance
If i pull any farther away
Would you even come after me
But the one thing im fearing
Is im disappearing
How can i keep believing
If you wont prove me wrong
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