Drawing a Line in the Sand - Brandtson

Listen carefully, there’s a price

Is it harder for you to take my advice?

Are you tired?

Do you still want to live?

Is there anything left that you’re willing to give?

Are you selfish?

Does it set you back?

Are you serious like a heart attack?

Are you calling me for some kind of answer

Or waiting around for a second chance?

Well, don’t come crying back to me

When you’re helpless and all out of luck

Don’t come crying back to me

When you’re lonely and all out of love

Do you feel it when you’re frozen inside?

Do you still swear to God you’ve got nothing to hide?

Does it cut you deep like a razor blade?

Does it hurt when I say don’t do me any favors?

And don’t come crying back to me

When you’re helpless and all out of luck

Don’t come crying back to me

When you’re lonely and all out of luck

Stop waiting

There’s no answer

And no sense in second chances

It’s pointless and it’s useless

Sorries won’t help you through this

Don’t come crying back to me

When you’re helpless and all out of luck

Don’t come crying back to me

When you’re lonely and all out of love