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