Suspect may or may not be wielding a samurai sword
If there was something wrong would you be oh so strong? Would you do what it takes to move this hollow life along? I'd like to think I would, you know I'd like to think I would but I can guarantee that what you see is not reality and every time she makes a point, I make a counterpoint She said "it's easy but in the end you'll have no choice and you know that's only just the way it goes"; You said it right man, That is just the way it goes
I'd like to sing a song (promise you won't be long) I'll try not to be long but I don't want to get this story wrong There was a kid who never cared about the little things Don't even bother 'cause I'm tired and I'm sick of it And every time she makes a point I'll make a counterpoint She said, "It's easy but in the end you'll have no choice, and you know that's only just the way it goes." You said it right man, that is just the way it goes
I've got a gun in my hand but that gun won't cock And my finger's on the trigger but that trigger seems locked And I can't stop staring at the tick-tock clock And even if I could I would never give up With a vest on my chest, a bullet in my lung I can't believe I'm dying with my song unsung And if and when I die won't you bury me alone? Because I'll never get to heaven if I'm singing this song: Oh, you don't know where I've been Oh, you don't know what I've seen
So I waited by the phone but that phone never rang And I sang so loud so I wouldn't hear the bang When the bang never came And I never got the call: Fuck it! Thank you! I love you all! Some are going to say that we're doomed to repeat All our past mistakes; great, but that's not me And even if it was I would always disagree Because in the end I always get the better of me