over the line

you wander alone, on your way down the same old road, stand at the corner, watch as the world goes by, living on the outside you don't understand them, there's something that tells you, it isn't meant to be this way, out in the wasteland, you have to face another day, are you living in heaven or hell, going over the line, on the limit and standing alone, going over the line, are you living in heaven or hell, going over the line, are you living in heaven or hell, going over the line, on the limit and standing alone, going over the line, you gaze out the window, faces that pass by, like yesterday's papers, the words have no meaning but, is it any wonder that you look and don't see them, there's something that tells you, it isn't meant to be this way, out in the wasteland, you have to face another day, are you living in heaven or hell, going over the line, on the limit and standing alone, going over the line, are you living in heaven or hell, going over the line, on the limit and standing alone, over the line, are you living in heaven or hell, going over the line