What do you want from me?
Something I can give?
Something I can risk, losing?
You say you've got a way,
If I could just be brave,
And pass on all the blame,
Then I would be free…

I'll tell you what I told them
That I won't sell out on my own friends
To get ahead. For rich or dead.
So don't go wave that blade
Like I ain't been cut on a different day,
Long before you man. Or was that your plan?

I played my part, I'm sorry,
But this whole mess won't fall upon me,
Or my friends. I won't blame them.