Jonatha Brooke - The Choice Lyrics
I don't know what you expectedI don't know what else you've heardBut I guess you think you got what's coming to youAnd I got what I deserveI won't tell you a thing, you won't see me cryI'll know what to do, I will not lieI'll take the chance, I may be fineBut I may never be the sameI didn't ask for your precious pityI didn't ask for your painAnd I didn't ask for your opinionIn the name of your saintsI won't tell you a thing, you won't see me cryI'll know what to do, I will not lieEither way I lose, either way we die,Either way I'm alone when it's time to decideI don't know what you expectedI don't know what else you've heardMaybe I'll take what's coming to meCuz it might be what I deserveI won't tell you a thing, you won't see me cryI'll know what to do, I will not lieI may be crazy, I may be blindBut I might love you more than my lifeMy choice, my chance, roulette, romanceI couldn't say no, now I still can'tGod curse this moment God bless this danceI will never be the same
