Fading Out:Hanging By A Thread
From Louisville Punk/Hardcore History
Now I don't know a thing about love,
but you know love ain't what I'm thinkin' of.
Don't get me wrong,
I don't think you understand,
Don't want to fuck you,
Don't want to hold your hand.
I'm just hangin by a thread by the edge of your smile,
I'm Hangin by a thread, at least for a while.
I bite my lip and pray that you don't frown
'Cause that's all it takes to send me down.
Goin' down...