Lines

This is lines at 11 percent battery

I was born to a long one
Had a thing for stepping cross one
If you catch me past most 12:00 a.m.'s
You'll find me swerving off some lines, lines

Yeah, work's got me strung out
Coming home to a ghost town
Yeah, I can't sleep, it's killing me
I keep telling myself it ain't 'cause of these white lines, lines

But I swear I'm trying to get out of this hell
Every time I look for love, I end up hurting myself
From the outside looking in, I'm just fucked up again
If you cared enough, you'd see
There's more to me that meets the eye
If you read between the lines

Yeah, I guess we finally burned out
She's in someone else's truck now
All those 'never agains' and 'where you beens'
Turned into me running out of lines, lines

But I swear I'm trying to get out of this hell
Every time I look for love, I end up hurting myself
From the outside looking in, I'm just fucked up again
If you cared enough, you'd see
There's more to me than meets the eye
If you read between

The lines on the bathroom counter
All the ones from the drunk texts after
Every time I try to rewrite my lines
I get stuck here in this chapter

But I swear I'm trying to get out of this hell
Every time I look for love, I end up hurting myself
From the outside looking in, I'm just fucked up again
If you cared enough, you'd see
There's more to me than meets the eye
If you read between the-



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Writer(s): Sam Johnson, Austin Snell, Christian Yancey
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