The Edge

He strikes a match upon the box and sparks a light Cocaine in his pocket for the night Crammed inside a motel somewhere on the west side His intentions living only for the high Last cigarette still burning till the filters all gone Shaky fingertips still yellow from the fag A broken rope hangs from the ceiling where he wrestled with his feelings Looks upon the past and takes another drag He lives on the edge He lives on the edge of town He lives in his head Where heaven is burning down She puts on makeup and spends her nights drowning Glued to the spiders and the flies upon the web She played piano but was terrified of crowds Lived in shadows sanctioned from the other kids Out of a daydream she stumbled on a boy Spent her nights convinced that they were so in love He used her body then the rumors started spreading So today she went to school and brought a gun Now she lives on the edge Now she lives on the edge of town She lives in her head Where heaven is burning down It's okay baby I feel you It's okay baby I hear you It's okay baby I feel you It's okay baby I hear you She wakes up early struggles out of bed Eyes red crying all last night awake Puts on her black dress Heads out to the service Arrived in tears her family's in open arms A mural stands in flowers and a young man's in a casket Pastor and the choir starts a song One week prior he was driving to the theater When the police pulled him over off the road And that's where they left him DEAD Somewhere on the edge of town This is the edge It's okay baby I feel you Where heaven is burning down It's okay baby I hear you This is the edge It's okay baby I feel you Where heaven is burning down It's okay baby I hear you Where heaven is burning down