You're a rich man, but a poor man
  With your pockets lined with gold
  Always in the middle neither hot or cold
  And you think you've found your freedom
  But it always slips away
  Nothing ever satisfies, you always have to pay
  
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  (On the) Borderline, you're standing on the borderline
  You're waiting for the place and time
  And living in between
  (On the) Borderline, you're standing on the borderline
  It's gotta be your world or mine
  So which way will you lean
  
  So much indecision
  Leaves you hanging in the air
  You can't remain forever 'cause there's nothing there
  With one foot in the ocean
  And the other on the shore
  You'll be goin' nowhere, 'til you step on through the door
  
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  Now I know your wheels are spinning
  But you never seem to move
  I can see right through you
  So what you tryin' to prove
  And it's not coincidental
  That you're always on the run
  No more second chances now
  The day is almost done
  
  (Chorus)