I found a groove in her style
My life's ambition is to take care of you
At least the mystery is gone
I can't make it by myself, in this great big world
She had the last word if you count goodbye
All the years we've been friend, shame on you
There isn't much time by the ticking of the clock
Deception's quite an art
She said, "Sorry about your father."
You're already miles away from here
