The Line

So where do you draw the line? Where do you draw the line Down in the sand Can't be bothered with lies Can't be bothered with truth It makes you ache What's the point in fighting? Swimming up that stream So where do we go from here? Backed up in a corner Of our own design Not that it matters now It didn't have to end up coming Down to this The mob won't stop the melee Now our gloves come off So where do you draw the line? When's it gonna stop you dead Within your tracks? Wise not to give up now All invested in a losing hand What's the sense in trying? It may not end up that way.