Fine Line

Completely complacent

So decidedly vacant

I keep waiting for something to give

But that something is

always me

You consume what you're able

I get crumbs from your table

You call this comfortably normal

But I call it getting by

Baby, it's a fine line

I'm holding on, you're holding back

Baby, it's a fine line

Can't you hear me knockin' at your door?

But you're taking your sweet time

In love, out of touch

Baby, it's a fine line

Baby, it's a real fine line

Do you feel the distance

Like I feel resistance'

If I pulled any farther away

Would you even come after me'

But the one thing I'm fearing

Is that I'm disappearing

How can I keep believing

If you won't prove me wrong'

Baby, it's a fine line

I'm holding on, you're holding back

Baby, it's a fine line

Can't you hear me knockin' at your door?

But you're taking your sweet time

In love, out of touch

Baby, it's a fine line

Baby, it's a real fine line