Across the Line

Robert Cray

There's so many reasons 
A man will commit a crime 
Frustration's gnawin' at him 
Twisting up his mind 

He's tickin' like a bomb 
That may go off at any time 

I'm not here to make excuses 
I didn't walk into it blind 

It was plain old greed 
Took something that wasn't mine 

It was the weakness for a woman 
That made me step across the line 

What made it so bad 
Was that I had a woman of my own 

And she never did wrong to me 
Almost did her best to make our home 

From these cheatin' seeds I planted 
Some big-time grief has grown 

There's never been a man who's lived a perfect life 
I cut three hearts to pieces 
Didn't even use a knife 
I didn't have the common decency 
To lay off my brother's wife 

No they won't put me in prison 
I'll be doing some hard time 

Child supporting alimony 
Taking my very last dime 

I didn't think about the damage 
When I stepped across the line