Hey,
sweet dame.
Your father doesn’t love you.
Your family doesn’t want you.
But that doesn’t change a thing
Hey,
well wait.
The beacons are calling.
The sirens are falling.
You still showed up late.
Through the corner of my eye,
I see that I’m blind.
Sometimes it comes,
and it goes,
but it doesn’t change my mind.
I let the woes,
I let the foes,
they can all duke it out.
Will I let it go?
Why?
Why?
I see your face in the rain.
I can’t,
I can’t let,
I can’t let it go,
just don’t go.
Will this ever change your ways?
I can’t,
I can’t let,
I can’t let it go,
just don’t go.
I see you face in the rain,
you won’t ever change the game,
that’s running you down.
Will it continue to be this way?
I don’t know but I can’t let it go.
