I've heard a couple of things about younSo far, they seem to be truenIt's a fact, and in fact, you can't deny all the things that you've done nAnd the times you've liednSo try not to be rudenI won't stand to be foolednnIt's a fact and in fact, you think you have it madenBecause you, you think you're finenWell, not fine enoughnnSo when the clock strikes tennI never want to see you againnSay goodbye, and you'll try to make it by, nWith the medals that you've won that have made you crynTake this paper and pen,nAnd apologize to your friendsnnIt's a fact, and in fact you think you have it made nBecause you, you think you're finenWell, not fine enoughnnSo just show me what you got, nAnd we'll go from therenI'm placing all my bets on you to somehow disappear nWith all the lies you put us throughnYour voice just sings to a slower rhythm compared to what we do,nBut we know you're a danger to usnBut that's what makes us danger us to younnOur friends have got your backsnYou know you're a danger to usnThese tales have gone right through usnThese moments will never seem to fade