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Well here we are - in one big mess,
It's much too late for an S.O.S.
And if there's blame I must confess,
The finger points to you.

We could have won so easily.
The saddest part, it seems to be
Is how you still refuse to see...
The finger points to you!

There's no shame inside you,
There's no sense of wrong.
If you were me
I'd know you'd be
Sitting here singing this song!

I can't believe I waste my time,
Putting all my thoughts in rhyme.
You act like I ain't worth a dime,
The finger points to you.
There's no shame inside you,
There's no sense of wrong.
If you were me
I'd know you'd be
Sitting here singing this song!

I can't believe I waste my time,
Putting all my thoughts in rhyme.
You act like I ain't worth a dime,
The finger points to you. (x2)

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