I'm not so sure about it
Not so sure I can surmount it
Without losing my head
How about just losing my edge?
It seems easier said than done
But I think I'm done
Uncross my arms
To disarm the car bomb
It's taking too long
Something must be wrong
I had my doubts about it
When I heard your henchman shouting
"We've come looking for you"
Wished I'd hid under my bed
With my hands over my head
Uncross my arms
To disarm the car bomb
It's taking too long
Something must be wrong
I cut the wire like you said
I cut the blue one like you did
I did almost everything you said
So how come I'm dead?
Uncrossed my arms
Disarmed the car bomb
And what did I get?
A gun to my head
Uncrossed my arms
Disarmed the car bomb
And what did I get?
A gun to my head

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Writer(s): Nicholas Shanahan Thorburn