| If you only knew the value of what we had together The price was too much to pay Love turned to lonliness and then into substituion Words just got in the way They tell me I do words really good Make 'em rhyme, make 'em chime So, why can't I tell you the truth? All my friends shake their heads and walk away disgusted Knowing all too well I'm just gonna get my head busted For the third time... I hear there's this thing caled freedom of choice It causes indecision And the cure to this is a forced decision opening this mental incision Why can't I leave well enough alone? Feeling at ease, life's a breeze But nothing's ever that easy All my friends shake their heads and walk away disgusted Knowing all too well I'm just gonna get my head busted For the third time... Call me a wimp 'cause I just sit here and stare at a photograph of a brighter time And even when I'm really calm the storm keeps on a-raging' on the end of a telephone line Look at me and call me stupid 'cause I'm goin' down, I'm gonna drown Shark, you've got my body tonight |
| by Chris Nelson Copyright 1986 |
| THIRD TIME |