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"