It kind of looks like we won´t make it, my friend. And it looks like you can´t take it again, my friend. And all the pretty roses wilted up and paled themselves away today. The guillotine of truth has fallen, somehow I´m the one you blame.
[Chorus] This can´t be happening. Not so fast, I´m so mean. I can´t stay indifferent. Because I know the outcome. And I´m the target for the daggers.
That the truth´s thrown your way, today. And the next one maybe she´ll be easier. She´ll make it go away, hey. She´s still calling you. I´m still calling him. Can we do this. Here we go again. The package. The baggage.
[Chorus] This can´t be happening. Not so fast, I´m so mean. I can´t stay indifferent. Because I know the outcome. This can´t be happening. It started out not so clean. You chose your path. Mine´s wrong, you can say that.
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