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.