You're taking me for a ride
I'm taking it on the chin
Protecting the parts where the anger's been
And each day my hope subsides
It's killed by your reasons why
What's to become of the injured hate
And though I'd like to sail away
Your eyes just drag me down
Why you wouldn't be my bride
I wish you could take the hit
'Cause your luck becomes what you make of it
And though I'd like to sail away
Your eyes just drag me down
I'm taking it on the chin
Protecting the parts where the anger's been
And though I'd like to sail away
Your eyes just drag me down
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