The Holdouts - Balancing Act Lyrics

A line drawn, across your chest
Even when you're not at your best
Yeah I'm walkin' on all the cracks
Kissin' hands and breakin' backs
How can one human being wear so many hats?
I guess it's all just perspective and a balancing act
Case by case, along the tracks

Holes in my favorite tee shirt
How'd you know I'd like it more?
I could make this tea much weaker
But I don't wanna be a bore
This tightrope ain't a game
Not one you willingly play

So this is us. In the flesh
Gussied up, broken crests
I don't think real can hurt any less
But it helps clean up this f*ckin mess
Empty shells and crooked ski masks
Rock bottoms up and humbly brought to task
Night skies forever hungry, full of bats
No matter what side of this balancing act

Holes in my favorite tee shirt
How'd you know I'd like it more?
I could make this tea much weaker
But I don't wanna be a bore
This tightrope ain't a game
Not one you willingly play

Gotta seek it to believe. Worth more than your flesh.
Gotta seek it to believe it. All doubts laid to rest.

Holes in my favorite tee shirt
How'd you know I'd like it more?
I could make this tea much weaker
But I don't wanna be a bore
This tightrope ain't a game
Not one you willingly play