Like a ton of bricks it hitsBefore she finishes her sentenceAs the predicate predictsA swift ending to her presenceI could see it coming from a mile awayAt six hundred miles an hourA surprise attack, a Tora Tora kamikaze (Tora Tora!)No looking backA tactic of considerable power, woahIt doesn't matter now what I should have done thenMy heart was in the right place at the wrong time againIn close to half a second my composure was lostAnd I had found my modesty"Everything not in the dumpster was otherwise tossed,"..Her voice lacking sincerityIt doesn't matter now what I should have done thenMy heart was in the right place at the wrong time again(A phone call is made at midnightThat won't let her fall asleepThe ringer's turned offBut she can hear the answering machine)It's you plus me divided by inadequacy times my denialMinus three words that were thrown around and aroundAnd a why can doo mang ing tang duaplanIf you want to get away you'll have to go through meOr walk over my dead body and you just mayThe ship is sinking, I'm the captain, there's no escapeIf you want to get away you're gonna hafta go throughMeeeehey!