Outside the Lines

Call me down the from belvedere
Cast your snare for the fall
Thou hast only a narrow eye
For me to hold thee so high
Put a stop to my fantasy
Call me in for the night
Life’s a shame to be lived so wrong
Rolling outside the lines
Ah, ah…
Call me out for my sinner’s bones
Call me out to the pyre
Open wide, here’s fire warmth for burning
All those outside the lines
All those outside the lines