You don't feel guilty, don't know what you've done
No need to seek help because there is no one
A wave of accusers, a burst of demands
No way to refuse it, you don't have a chance
In the CROSSFIRE...
You are encircled, don't know what's gone wrong
But won't find no shelter because there is none
A hail of abuse, a volley of reproach
No way for excuses, they won't help you out
You've got no idea what can be done
Still don't know why it's turned out wrong
You stand in the firing line, strength is all gone
Don't need to seek help because there is no one