Oh, Susan, you were clued in you knew just how this thing would go a prognosis that was hopeless from the very first domino I guess I see it all in hindsight I tried to keep perspective despite the flash of the fuse, the smell of cordite
Now I'm in that place again and I know he can't come in to get me and someday he will live to regret me Susan, I can see it now
Oh, Suzie--they get to me they can really be wearying but he threw me rope and buoy let me use his decoder ring there must have been some kind of parade we kissed for a while to see how it played and pulled the pin on another grenade
Now I'm in that place again and I know he can't come in to get me and someday he will live to regret me Suzie, I can see it now
Oh, Susan, the hope of fusion is that the halo will reappear it may be pure illusion but it's beautiful while it's here I had some trouble with the goodbye I checked my Roman candle supply and watched the vapor trail in the sky
But I'm in that place again and I know he can't come in to get me and someday he will live to regret me Susan, I can see it now
