Who of my friends will be first in line To say I warned you and I told you so Giving reminders of troubles I should have seen coming Things I already know Big words about act and consequence Are of little help when we are history Do's and don'ts and pointing fingers And their home made morality
No one else matters No use telling me what to do Even if it's true why bother I'd much rather be my own fool And if anyone ever matters it's you
If they worry about my new won confidence And they don't know what to believe I say my willing victim was just a made up image That I had worked on secretly I won't compare with every judging stranger When I got my own hell to rise Finally I made his face flush with anger And somehow I managed to look surprisedTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
