Oh jeez, think that I'm gonna leave (I think I'm gonna leave) Your patterns leave an idea about what's up your sleeve (I've seen what's up your sleeve) When I hear the plea You ask me To step back, blotting Think you don't want to see what you do You delete info on an ancient scroll (Delete from the scroll) You don't admit it when you stoop low (Have not heard you admit) If I stay I fear who I might be (I fear who I might be) Each time I let it roll over It just rolled over me (it just rolled over me) (Oh jeez, where'd the time go?) (Now it's time to say goodbye)