Ill Lit Broken Open Fence
I'm always on the fence
As a last defense
In the argument
That i can't start with you
That i can't stop with you
But i can't stop
We're just managing
We're not arguing
And it's so obvious
It's your honesty
You're led on again
But you'll get off again
You're seesawing
You're recharging
I'm not a fast lover
I'm not a slow lover
I'm a half-fast lover
