Lines G Bus line down the center line D Took me from the dotted lines that bore my name G Rolling 'cross the border lines D Looking for a peace of mind that never came Chorus: G A D And now I must stand free G A But there's nobody here G But me to fill my bed D I wish that I had read between the lines Bread lines the cheap wines They're the only life lines that I have left No more debts to pay back Because I can't find the way back to save myself Chorus (2X) by: José Duarte jtduarte1@gmail.com