Fine Line

Everybody wants my time

And they've all got a bitch

Walking on a fine line

Can't seem to get a grip

There's not enough to go around

I've already been sucked dry

I pick myself up off of the ground

And heave a weary sigh

Cut me some slack

You're pulling on me

Get off of my back

I fear you're killing me

Get out of my face

I'm not a crybaby

Get off my case

Find a new hobby

I'm spread too thin

There's not much left

I need some peace

I need some rest