The Edge

He strikes a match upon the box and sparks a light
Cocaine in his pocket for the night
Crammed inside a motel somewhere on the west side
His intentions living only for the high
Last cigarette still burning till the filters all gone
Shaky fingertips still yellow from the fag
A broken rope hangs from the ceiling where he wrestled with his feelings
Looks upon the past and takes another drag

He lives on the edge
He lives on the edge of town
He lives in his head
Where heaven is burning down

She puts on makeup and spends her nights drowning
Glued to the spiders and the flies upon the web
She played piano but was terrified of crowds
Lived in shadows sanctioned from the other kids
Out of a daydream she stumbled on a boy
Spent her nights convinced that they were so in love
He used her body then the rumors started spreading
So today she went to school and brought a gun

Now she lives on the edge
Now she lives on the edge of town
She lives in her head
Where heaven is burning down

It's okay baby I feel you
It's okay baby I hear you
It's okay baby I feel you
It's okay baby I hear you

She wakes up early struggles out of bed
Eyes red crying all last night awake
Puts on her black dress
Heads out to the service
Arrived in tears her family's in open arms
A mural stands in flowers and a young man's in a casket
Pastor and the choir starts a song
One week prior he was driving to the theater
When the police pulled him over off the road
And that's where they left him DEAD

Somewhere on the edge of town
This is the edge
It's okay baby I feel you
Where heaven is burning down
It's okay baby I hear you
This is the edge
It's okay baby I feel you
Where heaven is burning down
It's okay baby I hear you
Where heaven is burning down