This has to stop now, whatever it is that you're going through Let's sit together, me and you, just like we've always done No, this has to stop now, this thing where you think that you've been my friend And don't even hear how you condescend the way you've always done Cassandra listen, I'm listening, I know it isn't true, isn't it? Just look into my eyes now, I know you feel it too, perhaps I do Cassandra listen, I'm listening, I swear it's not too late So before another line gets crossed and everything we've had is lost Just wait Wait? No, I won't wait There's a line between the winners and the losers There's a line between the chosen and the rest And I've done the best I could, but I've always known just where we stood Me here with the luckless, you there with the blessed And that line between the beggars and the choosers Is a line you never let me quite ignore How I've tried to jump that grave divide But I've never got the chances you were given You don't know how much I've been denied Well, I'm not being patient anymore I'm crossing the line And I'm done holding back So look how clear the track is my turn I'm taking what's mine Every drop, every smidge If I'm burning a bridge, let it burn But I'm crossing the line And for us if we're over the tide I'm crossing the line