Cross the Line

People throw our trust out the door over insecurities that they never showed
anyone,
but now I can finally see that there are always lies inside of fragile eyes,
and complex mental ties that they could never show.
I want to make it know that you crossed the line,
you’re dead inside.
Anyone who knows how it goes to be standing on two feet,
only to be pushed on the ground,
I hurts when you’re not prepared to see that something new was too good to be
true, and why I make believe that things are always fine.
I want to make it know that you crossed the line,
you’re dead inside.
I want to make it know that you crossed the line,
you’re dead inside…
You crossed the line…
You could beg me please,
and get down on your knees,
but I won’t be deceived by liars anymore.
What the hell is wrong with people,
and the way they treat each other,
and the way they stoop so low…
I want to make it know that you crossed the line,
you’re dead inside.
I want to make it know that you crossed the line,
you’re dead inside.
And I want to make it, make it known your dead inside
You crossed the line.