(I don't mean to cause a scandal
But, you put me out just like a candle
What? Now I can barely get a handle
Yuh, I'll leave my mark just like a vandal)
There's a fine line 'tween what's killing you and killing me
You said you'd find time, but you constantly were grilling me
I don't ever run from a sitch that I can handle
Now I'm really done, I'll leave my mark like I'm a vandal
I don't have a heart, that shit is stolen
Need a new start with this mentality I'm molding
I'll put my city on the map, I'll keep you posted
Keep your pity, I don't care that we ain't spoken
I need to know if there's a happy ending to this story
Right now I don't, and you've been acting like you think I'm boring
Geronimo, what if I jumped right off the 13th story?
Should I just go?
'Cause when it rains, it's pouring
There's a fine line 'tween what's killing you and killing me
You said you'd find time, but you constantly were grilling me
I don't ever run from a sitch that I can handle
Now I'm really done, I'll leave my mark like I'm a vandal
Don't feel like Laura Les, no trading feelings on the plane
But I'm a fucking fool obsessed with you, so I'm a leave this place
I was so blind to the way you made me smaller
I'm less than fine now, but give me a little longer
'Cause something ain't the same when we talk
We both hashed it out, saw it's best to call off it
We used to feel great, risked it all
Now it's full of hate, I'm headin' straight to a coffin
There's a fine line 'tween what's killing you and killing me
You said you'd find time, but you constantly were grilling me
I don't ever run from a sitch that I can handle
Now I'm really done, I'll leave my mark like I'm a vandal
There's a fine line 'tween what's killing you and killing me
You said you'd find time, but you constantly were grilling me
I don't ever run from a sitch that I can handle
Now I'm really done, I'll leave my mark like I'm a vandal
There's a fine line 'tween what's killing you and killing me
You said you'd find time, but you constantly were grilling me
I don't ever run from a sitch that I can handle
Now I'm really done, I'll leave my mark like I'm a vandal
Fine lines 'tween the way we both feel
We could never find time, now this shit is so real
And I didn't wanna run, but I had no other option
This shit ain't for fun, if it was possible, I'd stop it
But i'ma leave the city, do my own shit
You'll stay looking pretty, breaking hearts, go through the motions
I guess I really couldn't handle
You, but now we're done, you left your mark just like a vandal