hanging around is holding me down i m starting to frown at everyone i see i m taking the calls and playing the halls but staring at walls is all i ever see so is the money i make worth the price that i pay can i make it to the end of the line don t the wind blow cold when you re hanging your soul on the line and you re driving to work you re wearing your shirt you re dialing the dirt with everyone you see you re taking a loss you envy the boss you re counting the cost of everything you see but is the money you make worth the price that you pay can you make it at the end of the line don t the wind blow cold when you re hanging your soul on the line oooh and you know that it s true that i ve watched you go far playing guitar being a star for everyone to see and i m filming my dreams from limousines and thinking of scenes for everyone to see but is the money you make worth the price that you pay can you make it at the end of the line don t the wind blow cold when you re hanging your soul on the line 