The Hard Part (feat. Shawnee Kilgore)

The circumstance of liquor flowing through me now It is making me consider what i'm gonna say in an hour I will get the cab fair if you're no good to drive Is your house key ready, can I come inside It's a fine, fine line Between the beat and the break of a heart I guess that's by design And that's the hard part I like the inside jokes and how they move your mouth In the dirty neon glow and how you say them loud To the ghosts in the alley dancing for the moon My steps are getting messy I hope you catch me soon It's a fine, fine line Between the beat and the break of a heart I guess that's by design And that's the hard part It's a complicated echo where the veins intertwine Do we hold or do we let go, do we answer the reply We stretch a string across a canyon, an aluminum divide We are tin can companions, and still we're tongue tied Still we're tongue tied Still we're tongue tied Still we're tongue tied