But when the fire goes out
The dark starts moving in
And thats the truth
Right now youre on the stand
And I feel like the judge
Who needs the proof?
The slaves of truth
It was on every face in town
But I would not understand
Waiting for the news
Will it ever come my way?

I wont be beat, not in a thousand years

Ill never lose, if I can prove youre not the one
Just leave me now, youre making my blood run cold
The word is out, so go, your feet wont touch the ground

Now that she has gone

Ive got to shake the pain, act like a man
The sweetness thats inside
Will slowly die away

Who do you think you are? youre making a fool of me
Make no mistake, this is no fake, this is the end
Just shut your mouth, make room for someone new
So guess whos back, its happy jack, and thats no lie

How was I to know?
So discreet, no-one speaks
Take the word from here
If you play youve got to pray

Who do you think you are? youre making a fool of me
Make no mistake, this is no fake, this is the end

I wont be beat, not in a thousand years
Just leave me now, you make my blood run cold
The word is, the word is out