It kind of looks like we won't make it, my friend
And it looks like you can't take it again, my friend
And all the pretty roses wilted up and paled themselves away today
The guillotine of truth has fallen, somehow I'm the one you blame

(Chorus)
This can't be happening
Not so fast, I'm so mean
I can't stay indifferent
Because I know the outcome

And I'm the target for the daggers
That the truth's thrown your way, today
And the next one maybe she'll be easier
She'll make it go away, hey

She's still calling you
I'm still calling him
Can we do this?
Here we go again
The package
The baggage

Chorus

This can't be happening
It started out not so clean
You chose your path
Mine's wrong, you can say that