Fault Lines (Tom Petty)

See those fault lines Lay down 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 the road A 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 A faulty table 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