Boardwalk steppin' is the silent killer
When you think that you’re alone
A grudge is about to collect
With the help of the wayward soul

Boardwalk steppin' is they way they find you
Up and down the planks leaving a trail
Don't even try to shield them eyes
Better to face the maelstrom head on

In the bone cold
Lonely
In my eyes
There’s a line to cross

It's a fine line you're crossing
Arousing attention where unwarranted
Don't go outside just to siphon your pride
You're stepping into their den

Boardwalk steppin' is the last frontier
Out there in the open where the potshots thrive
Just too easy to become a ghost
In front of God and everyone

In the bone cold
Lonely
In my eyes
There’s a line to cross

It's a fine line that you're crossing
Arousing attention where unwarranted
Don't go outside just to siphon your pride
You're stepping into their den

Stephen Murphy - Drums, Bass
Nick Nunziata - Guitar, Vocals