HONEYHONEY performing “Thin Line” at Music City Roots live from the Loveless Cafe in 2012
Thin line
Walking a thin line
Staying out late at nightI’m not happy
Feeling low
It’s so hard these days to play my cards rightIt’s about time
To start the show
I got tickets for my friends that want to goAnd I wish you’d come down
Just come on by
Oh, I need your easy roll around of a good time‘Cause I want whiskey when I’m sick
And a man when I’m well
But it’s nice to have them both sometimes
When I feel like raising hellSo don’t try and save me
I’ll be just fine
I’m getting used to walking on a thin lineSome days I try hard
To watch my mouth
To say the right things
But the wrong just slip right outOh, I ain’t no Southern belle
No Georgia peach
I guess all my good graces are too far out of reachI sleep so deep each night
I’m lying in the bed we made
And when I get you off, babe
Well you know it’s give and takeSo I don’t feel bad
When I get mine
Oh, I’m getting used to walking on a thin lineSometimes I’m doing things half-ass wrong
Sometimes the words I sing are just some half-ass song
I get lost and I get found
Oh, and I’ll be good until I need another round‘Cause I want whiskey when I’m sick
And a man when I’m well
But it’s nice to have them both sometimes
When I feel like raising hellSo don’t try and save me
I’ll be just fine
Oh, I’m getting used to walking on a thin lineNo, don’t try and save me
I’ll be just fine
Oh, I’m getting used to walking on a thin lineOh, I’m getting used to walking on a thin line
