Apice Oval

Oh it's too late
I got hit by the closing door
And as I watch myself reflect,
On the wrong side of
My, you've changed,
You turned the corner I'll hever go
I admit I feel a bit deceived
You're expecting I'd follow

Bandoliers
To fight you, dear
Nobody caused the rift,
We've just grown apart now
So,

Prepare, and take aim
Then fire
(x2)

(If that's the way it has to be)

I'm fooling myself,
Fooling myself into believing you
All these fictionary tales,
You're telling yourself
Selfish, like a child that's never heard of no
I watched him everchanging you,
Never find us

Bandoliers
To fight you, dear
Nobody caused the rift,
Can't become what I'm not
You've always my heart,
So if it must be broken

Prepare, and take aim,
Then fire
(x4)

Fire away...
If you must, but I only came
Just to let you know: this is goodbye

Oh, Goodbye...

Prepare, and take aim,
Then fire
(x2)

'Cause no one can make me die
No one can make me cry