As the day turns to night Under these suburban skies Think of all willing lies, of cutting ties The emptiness At first light, first sight The world seems like a miracle But try to hold it in your hands And watch it get away, oh the ugliness of fate When you're always on this line When you're always on this line You could've crossed a million times But you're always on this line Oh, put your hands up, claim your crime 'Cause you never had the time, You still get to work just fine When you're always on this line But it's alright, it's okay When there's excuses in your way You can try, just make it up settle down but don't look up At first bite, first lie The world seems like it serves you well But try to catch it in your hands Treating it like a slave of the emptiness you crave When you're always on this line when you're always on this line You could've crossed a million times But you're always on this line Oh, put your hands up Claim your crime 'Cause you never had the time You still get to work just fine When you're always on this line Oh, it might be unkind of me to make you feel bad Oh, it might be a shame of me to treat you like that When there's everything you've worked for in your life On this line When you're always on this line When you're always on this line You could've crossed a million times But you're always on this line Oh, put your hands up Claim your crime 'Cause you never had the time You still get to work just fine When you're always on this line So So You're so So So