Inches

I made every wrong choice for young man can made, I piss away all my money believe or not I chase off anyone who's ever love me, and lately I can't stand the face I see in the miror ...you know when you grow old in life things get taken from you ..but you only learn that when you start losing things ..you find out life's game of inches ...so as love ,because in both games love and life the margin of error is so small I mean one half step too early or too late and you dont quite make it one second too slow,too fast and you dont quite catch it.The inches we need are everywhere around us.They in every minute every break every second every smile.We tear ourselves and everyone around us to pieces to this inch.We claw with our fingernails for him..Because we know when we add up all this inches thats gonna make difference between real love and fake love,between living and dying .I tell you this in every fight is the man whole willing to die for this inch is gonna win.And I know if Im gonna have any life anymore its because Im still willin to fight and die for this inch..because thats what livin is....inches in front of you face ..now I cant make you do it....You gotta look me closer ...look me in the eyes ,I think you gonna see the man who will go that inch with you,you gonna see the man who will burn alive for you ..because he knows that you gonna do same for him....thats is love ...and love mean life ...that's whole it is.