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

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