Line in the Sand

[Verse 1]
You swore this time you'd change the ending
Same worn script, same selfish bend
I taped the pieces to the window
Watched them fall apart again
Every promise had a timeframe
Every favor came with strings
You kept counting on my patience
Till you ran out of my springs
[Chorus]
I’m drawing this line in the sand
I can’t do this anymore
Had it up to here with the damaged plans
I can’t believe I ever wanted more
I’m carving this rule in my hands
I won’t crawl back like before
You can stand where the wreckage stands
I’m stepping past that door (hey!)
[Verse 2]
You love to call it "miscommunication"
Funny how it’s always mine
You paint excuses like a mural
All in shades of your own pride
I used to drink your explanations
Till I staggered, till I spun
But truth hits clearer in the silence
You were never gonna be the one
[Chorus]
I’m drawing this line in the sand
I can’t do this anymore
Had it up to here with the damaged plans
I can’t believe I ever wanted more
I’m carving this rule in my hands
I won’t crawl back like before
You can stand where the wreckage stands
I’m stepping past that door
[Bridge]
This is the cut
Not a pause, not a break
This is the part
Where I give less than I take
This is the last time
You say "wait" and I stay (no more)
I’m already gone
While you’re begging me to wait
[Chorus]
I’m drawing this line in the sand
I can’t do this anymore
Had it up to here with the damaged plans
I can’t believe I ever wanted more
I’m carving this rule in my hands
I won’t bleed like this no more
You can live where the damage stands
I’m walking out that door (oh yeah)

rock, Punchy alt-rock with overdriven guitars, tight bass, and live drums; male vocals push from a controlled simmer in the verses to a shouted, anthemic chorus. Short feedback stabs between sections, gang vocals on the hook, and a middle-eight drop to half-time before slamming back in., male vocals