(Words & Music: Peter Millward)
©2006 Drum Music Limited

I blundered in,
where smart men falter.
I had my fun,
that nothing can alter.

Broke all the rules,
got off the boat.
Lost the plot,
there's no antidote.

But it's not the end of the world:
You can walk away from it all.
I'll pick up the tab whilst your leaving,
I'll pay the price and I'll take the fall.

I come in peace,
you go to pieces.
One look at me,
something inside freezes.

What's done is done,
I wiped my tracks.
It's in my blood,
there's no turning back.

But it's not the end of the world:
You can walk away from it all.
I'll pick up the tab whilst your leaving,
I'll pay the price and I'll take the fall.

And now I wear the millstone,
a dead weight around my neck.
Jonah's Jinx is on me now,
an albatross above my wreck.
I'm going down,
lashed to the wheel,
there's no escape,
no way to heal.

But it's not the end of the world:
You can walk away from it all.
I'll pick up the tab whilst your leaving,
I'll pay the price and I'll take the fall.

It's not the end of the world:
It's your choice - you make the call.
Forgive me, we will be happy,
forget me and I'll take the fall.