Can we call it a day
Now would that be okay
Can we just go our own separate ways (ways)


Cause I'm cold and I'm wet and I'm willing to bet
That you constructed this maze (maze)


Well I stumble around
Trying to follow the sound

Then something takes hold of my hand (my hand)



It becomes such a mess and I'd venture to guess
That you concocted this plan (plan)


And I don't know what to do
Cause it's always been you



Who helped me to make up my mind (my mind)


But I'd steak my life
And I'll swear by this knife
That it's all by your design (design)


Enough has been said
It goes around in my head

Until I break down and cry (and cry)

I wouldn't be surprised

If that look in your eyes
Was your way of saying goodbye (goodbye).


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