It's been fine for far too long
On that thin line we walk
Shaking off some bad dreams
You can feel it in your spine
Like something rushing up behind
Flashing on their high beams
Privacy's a luxury
In and out of swinging doors
Carrying some bad news
Somebody shook the mantel
Fine reason to fall
I swear you hit the floor like
Like a porcelain doll
Aimless faith and lucky breaks
That we hold tight against our chests
Reflecting on a long day
Best head south when it gets cold
The kind that cuts right to your bone
Thaw yourself out on the highway
Lose touch with neglecting friends
Spent too much time up in your head
Breaking in some new scheme
Somebody shook the mantel
Fine reason to fall
I swear you hit the floor like
Like a porcelain doll
Somebody shook the mantel
Fine reason to fall
I swear you hit the floor like
Like a porcelain doll