Them Crooked Vultures Follow

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 never go
I admit I feel a bit deceived
You're expecting I'd follow
Bandoliers
To fight me, 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