Feeble Line

Dressed like a baby doll
You know the way she gets
When everyone’s watching
She slips right through their nets
It didn’t come easy
The first time around
In fact I was buried
Six feet underground
Whenever you’re around
The jealousy still pours
From a low, low place
Just like the water--
Cold on my face
And if I could walk back
A few steps in time
I would snatch back my feeble line
I would snatch back my feeble line
Burned like a photograph
Burned for all to see
It was a picture i’d taken
Of a love never to be
Baby can’t you see
I didn’t wanna say it
But I guess I did…
The air was so thick that night
As you made your rounds
And in the fog of my silence
You cut me without a sound
Whenever you’re around