 I'm not one to suffer. You know, you know, you know. I never would have stayed if I knew you were a liar. Tell me you're ashamed, but you're preaching to the choir. Never would have played if I knew you were a crier. And you know, you can't repair what you broke in another life. I know you'll try, I know you'll try. And don't you swear that the smoke is not a fire.