Fault Lines
Tom Petty
See those fault lines
Laid out like land mines
It's hard to relax
A promise broken
The ground breaks open
Love falls through the cracks
And I've got a few of my own
I've got a few of my own fault lines
Running under my life
Running under my life
I'm alone here
I play the odds, dear
I go where I please
Down below
The man I know
Might not be me
And I've got a few of my own
I've got a few of my own fault lines
Running under my life
Running under my life
On the high ride
Above the wild fire
No looking back
A faulty cable
Still is able
Not to fall flat
And I've got a few of my own
I've got a few of my own fault lines
Running under my life
Running under my life