Questions flew  And words were hurled into the air  And when the smoke had cleared  I saw you lying there  I used my words like bullets in a gun  To pick your ego off like skeet flung  In the gallery of fools    Too many words come from my mouth  I wish would remain unsaid  Oh I've had to eat them all and now I must confess    It was a silly thing to say to you  It was a silly thing to say to you I know    We know