When there's a rub we can talk for a while. But I have sweet nothings to say. You don't need me anyway, you don't need me anyway. So why? Why should I stay?.
Well you say, "It's not goin' to work out". Ahh why do you, why do you tell me now?. Is there a difference in anything you've said and done?. Or is it just the way we've been pretending?.
You are bleak. You are beautiful. No matter what they say. . In this light. Tired childish games. Swept us all away. . Singing it out. Singing it out for all of us.