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