Alright, you're right Gonna start a fire here tonight Relief in sight, come on now get on it And I won't beg your permission I won't be held to blame For all those worthless sentiments you saved No i'll go on in doubt of ever having worked it out You turn around and then off we go You know I'm not that bad He said, she said that last bit's over my head Falling in step one foot over the other Now don't call me a quiter no you don't mock and early grave We want a perfect alibi to blame