I don't see you through the windshield

I don't see you in faces looking back at mealcohol doesn't have much that matters to saycan't imagine where you and time to kill will stay



when the bible is a bottle

and the hardwood floor is home

when morning comes twice a day or not at allif I break in two will you put me back together

when this puzzle's figured out will you still be around

to say you've just been there

walking the line upside down



walked and breathed many a cancerous mile

where the bat of an eye is too slow to beat the coffin

they won't tell it on the TV

they can't say it on the radio

they pay to move it off the shelf and into our mindsuntil you can't tell the truth

when it's right in front of your eyes



when the bible is a bottle

and the hardwood floor is home

when morning comes twice a day or not at all

if I break in two will you put me back together

when this puzzle's figured out will you still be around

to say you've just been there

walking the line upside down