Narrow Margins

I can't live this way Breaking all my rules again Choking on my gin You push till I give in Till the loser always wins Somehow with his beckoning Bruising with his threats Confusing what he says But I won't live that way Though I kinda want to anyway Kinda want to play With the pretty and the pure When I return to the earth I return to the dust No more beauty by the pound In this I do not trust Cause nothing forgives These rules and narrow margins And I lied It's rules and narrow margins I must live by I can't find the time I don't own a future I couldn't bring that past back I waste what little time I have But I swear I almost touched it Yet it slipped between my fingers Sent shivers down my spine Like a splinter in my mind But it wasn't nothing, again These rules and narrow margins And I lied It's rules and narrow margins That I must live by Rules and narrow margins Rules and narrow margins That I must live by