Over The Line

What's left to lose, I painted all these pictures but you
Is this distance calling my name
I think persistence is this price that we pay in the end

I can try to survive in a world of common sense
But can I stand in line and wait just like the rest
Pain loses so much weight when I leave the ground
The most that could be presented to me is here right now

Over the line every God damn time
And you're still waiting on me to let go

What's left to lose?
I painted all these pictures but you couldn't choose
All of your company
But is this distance, calling my name?
I think persistence is this price that we pay in the end

Not a sound can be drowned If you don't stop listening
To the ones who believe
They only like it if you foresee
I'm seeing red
and as a result my dreams
were left unsaid, how could this happen to me?

When I'm over the line every God damn time
And you're still waiting on me to let go

What's left to lose?
I painted all these pictures but you couldn't choose
All of your company
But is this distance, calling my name?
I think persistence is this price that we pay in the end

I'm looking past the ones who fell back in the race
Another day that I can tell the wasted space
I'm looking past the ones who fell back in the race
You can see it in my face, in my face!

What's left to lose?
I painted all these pictures but you couldn't choose
All of your company

But is this distance, calling my name?
I think persistence is this price that we pay in the end