Your modest beginnings

Have terrible ends

It's not about winning

When wanting 'just friends'

'Cause things for the taking,

When already took,

Don't want to be shaken

Don't want to be look-

ing for reasons and doubt

Where none can be found

When all that you find

Is nothing around

Your network of lies

And sentence of just-

ifications is fine

But, really, you must

Not give up so easy

On me or on good-

ness, Cannot you hear me?

You know that you should

Step out of the darkness

And into the light

'Cause then you will notice

That, really, I'm right!