Baby, if I could keep it together, don’t you think I’d try? And maybe if I could make something of this, Why wouldn’t I? You say I close a blind eye, that I don’t put up the time, but what you see as goodbye I don’t see as a crime. I’m tired of the blame being put on my head, you’re breathing fire but you’re not bringing back what’s dead. Don’t get your back up over this, if I’m so wrong and you’re so right. You really got your mind made up I guess. Won’t you let me get some sleep tonight? It’s late now and there’s only four hours ‘til I get up again. You know I’d wait somehow if I thought this was something that a little time would mend. You, you’re dragging this misery on. Let’s leave this thing for a while, it’s too far gone, too far gone.