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