Here we go, anytime, anyplace, put up your dukes just swing away. I can tell that you're feigning callous eyes. All the while your lips crack a smile and I ask, "Whats the use?" We make these rainy days for the sake of tones that still say I'm sorry, I'm sorry too. So what now? You think I'll walk away? You won't beat me now no not today. Here we go anytime, anyplace, put up your dukes, just swing away. I can't stand dancing in the dark with you, reflections that come; these shadows aren't me and you. Through the storm, through the storm and fits of rage, there's nothing that's left, there's nothing left for me to say. I'll let you go; I'll let you go and walk away