If that one more won't kill you baby, But you don't know, won't break it down toady. The moment you slip, the holes in your lip The things you make up to save your own skin like You know better then most I heard youre better then most If that girl don't kill you baby This world is gonna weigh you down someday. The moment you slip keep holding your grip The tides are layerd up it's over so quick I.. I dont have a room to my self