It doesn't matter who you call
They're always there at the end of the line
Heaven or hell there's no need to dwell
'Cus they'll be waiting on the other side
Jack of all trades, master of none
Maybe someday you'll realise
That at the end of the day when it's all said and done
They were there at the end of the line
The line
The line
The line
It doesn't matter who you call
They're always there at the end of the line
No need to say your prayers when you're whistling in the dark
Everything will be alright
When you're standing there all drunk and confused
And everything seems too bright
It's just puddles on the floor and a smoking moon
They're always there at the end of the line
The line
The line
The line
You can't take this away from me
It's an everyday part of my life
Friend or foe nobody knows
Why they're there at the end of the line
I'm not sure who you really are
Please stop tryna take what's mine
Whether it's bad or it's good you're always stood
Waiting at the end of the line
The line
The line
The line