Besedila: Dag Nasty. Can I Say. Thin Line.

There's a thin line between love and hate
I'm standing in a no man's land and I'm afraid
To try and reach the other side
How could you give back what you took and tried to hide?

I should have never trusted you, left you by yourself
I watched for far too long
You made me think, you were in touch
And, oh, the pain I felt when I knew you'd moved on

I never realized
You were running in circles
I let you lead when I knew damn well you were blind
I trusted you