I've been walking the straight line, living in my best friend's pocket.I've been looking at my life all the time, all the time.I can't do my work, always looking over my shoulder.When everything falls apart, when you meet a false heart.When you can't turn the pages, when you can't find the door.When you're nobody's baby, not even close to pulling through.We fill up every hour, and hunger for the touch of money.Building crooked towers on the fault line, fault line.When I can't run into ya, I was farther in the line from a dead start.When everything falls apart, when you meet a false heart.When you can't turn the pages, when you can't find the door.When you're nobody's baby, not even close to pulling through.We've been broke from the start, been spent from the start.I can't turn the pages.We've been broke from this endless life on this distant shore.I can't find the door.We've been broke, I've been pulling through these impossible times.I've been walking a straight line.Been looking at my life.When everything falls apart, when you meet a false heart.When you can't turn the pages, when you can't find the door.When you're nobody's baby, not even close to pulling through.When you can't turn the pages, when you can't find the door.When you're nobody's baby, not even close to pulling through.Oh, not even close, not even close, not even close.Oh, not even close.Not even close.