Will someone please call a surgeon   Who can crack my ribs and repair this broken heart   That you're deserting for better company      I can't accept that it's over   And I will block the door like a goalie tending the net   In the third quarter of a tied-game rivalry      So, just say how to make it right   And I swear I'll do my best to comply      Tell me am I right to think that there could be nothing better   Than making you my bride and slowly growing old together?      I feel must I interject here   You're getting carried away feeling sorry for yourself   With these revisions and gaps in history      So let me help you remember   I've made charts and graphs that should finally make it clear   I've prepared a lecture on why I have to leave      So please back away and let me go   I can't my darling I love you so but oh, oh      Tell me am I right to think that there could be nothing better   Than making you my bride and slowly growing old together?      Don't you feed me lines about some idealistic future   Your heart won't heal right if you keep tearing out the sutures      I know that I have made mistakes   And I swear I'll never wrong you again   You've got allure I can't deny   But you've had your chance so say goodbye   Say goodbye