The Line
She looks out her window
And the stars don't feel that far away
She watches the wind blow
Blowing all her problems away
But then she'll ask
As she cleans off the glass
Is this the line, is this the line?
Is this the line between heaven and hell?
Is this the line where I get up and walk out?
Is this the line where you get drunk and you yell?
She fixes her makeup
Treading lightly on the floor
Hoping he won't wake up
As she makes her way towards the door
But then she'll say
As she waves him away
Is this the line, is this the line
Is this the line between heaven and hell?
Is this the line where I get up and walk out?
Is this the line where you get drunk and you yell?
She says, "I'll live my life like a diamond
Bright and hard like a diamond"
She says, "I'll live my life like a diamond
Bright and hard like a diamond"