I was filming my final scene the other day When something really rather grave came over me "Don´t take it so personal," you used to say "It´s only a game"
The first thing I lost was belief in the system But in the end, the system always wins I bet you wanna know what happens next, don´t you? Patience
So if I´m being frank I have no need for your scented candles I don´t need your peace offering I´d rather have the money you spend If I´m being frank So I ride into town on a blood-red horse Thinking about the thought that connects all thoughts Where did it get you being Mr. Plus One? You´re not being honest
As Heaven´s my witness
I did you no harm There was no, no malice in my heart Even after everything you´ve done No, I don´t wish you death by stinging nettles I don´t with you death by a thousand paper cuts No, not anymore
But I, I think it´s better You, you stay where you are And I continue to support you from afar Through the whispered words of mutual friends or the Society Pages And to Evening Standard magazine
See, I remember how you walked away And I see now what was really at stake So when we meet again at the crossroads And you see me the way I see you
There will be no bitterness Just next time, do the right thing Do the right thing And don´t believe all And do the right thing