Oh, your records laid in gold
Your famous hit-the-road commodes
To all your fans, and I'm gonna wash my hands of
You made it clear, darling, you are out of here
And baby, you know, I had a fear
That someday you'd disappear
Why do you go? Why do I stay?
No, you weren't right saying it's okay
In a love of mass confusion, there's nothing but delusion
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh
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Oh, I knew you were a risk
You didn't twist my wrists, and though
I like your rock star life, I wanna change you to fit in mine
You made it clear, darling, you are out of here
And baby, you know, I had a fear
That someday you'd disappear
Why do you go? Why do I stay?
No, you weren't right saying it's okay
In a love of mass confusion, there's nothing but delusion
Oh, you made it clear, darling, you are out of here
And baby, you know, I had a fear
That someday you'd disappear
Why do you go? Why do I stay?
No, you weren't right saying it's okay
In a love of mass confusion, there's nothing but delusion
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh