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