You were on the run, from your parents and the law. I didn't see it then but i was your getaway car. And I didn't have a bottle, yet you drank down all my love. But to you the edge was never close enough. I always believed you, when you said that you'd try. Soon you were drinking from morning through to night. And I didn't have a bottle, yet you drank down all my love. But to you the edge was never close enough. And i like the view far from the line, i don't need to get close, to start feeling alive. And my love is a runnen, and my love is a runnen, and my love is a runnen on short supply. Been 5 years, of you showing up in my dreams. Un-Invited a little rude dont you think. And I heard talk, that you drank away your mind. My anger fell right off when i saw you for the first time. And i don't have a bottle, but i will give you all my love. And the edge was finally close enough, close enough, close enough, close enough.