One Line at a Time

What do you do when you don’t feel like writing?

What do you say when you’ve said everything?

How does it feel when you’re tired of the fighting?

And how do you know when there’s nothing left to sing?

How do you love when you don’t feel like loving?

How can you say sorry when you’re not the one who’s wrong?

How do you keep giving when you’re left with nothing?

What makes you want what you know’s already gone?

You write it down like a poet that’s fighting the pain

You get up every morning and hope it’s a better day

You play that song that keeps turning in the back of your mind

Then you pour it all out

when you know that it’s time

And you keep on living

one line at a time.

What do you do when the best of you is over?

What can they take when they already have your pride?

Tell me what does it take to keep you sober?

And what are you gonna do with the rest of your life?

You write it down like a poet that’s fighting the pain

You get up every morning and hope it’s a better day

You play that song that keeps turning in the back of your mind

Then you pour it all out

when you know that it’s time

And you keep on living

one line at a time.

They say that pain is what makes you strong

But you’ll have to learn to walk after you’ve crawled

You write it down like a poet that’s fighting the pain

You get up every morning and hope it’s a better day

You play that song that keeps turning in the back of your mind

Then you pour it all out when you know that it’s time

And you keep on living

one line at a time.

One line at a time.

One line at a time