Very Fine Lines

My shrink has told me so many times
It’s now I gotta read the fine lines
But lately that’s so hard to do

There’s a knife or something
Stabbing into my back
Juts out my stomach
Right through the heart I lack
Cause he stopped me back there
Under that shack
If only I would have known
My heart would soon crack

Lines are boundaries varied in size
All this time I though nothing
Could dominate my eyes
Lines create limits and rules by which to follow
Although these days it’s hard
I just gotta swallow
The pain that made those lines disappear
And I think it’s here
Where I tell my shrink
I can’t read between the fines lines
Cause to him nothing mattered
And the lines were so scattered
Upon the wall
It’s like they never really existed at all