I never had a knack for faithnI tend to believe in nothingnBut you, you seem so happynWho taught that and lets be honestnWith us, you see it evens outnWhile you dance swing, and I dance tapnnHey there, it's about time that we caught upnIt looks like, it looks like it's been toughnWould you smile for me just this once, like you used to when the bells sent us offnBut, me, you've got to believe, that everything I am is everything I've seennAnd I've seen the inside of a cop carnThe beginning of the endnI hope to god that someday I will forgetnLooking down the barrel of a 12-gauge, good thing he shot and missednThe expense of wasted time is one I cannot risknnThe inside of a cop carnThe beginning of the endnI hope to god that someday I will forgetnLooking down the barrel of a 12-gauge, good thing he shot and missednThe expense of wasted time is one I cannot risknnThe inside of a cop carnThe beginning of the endnI hope to god that someday I will forgetnLooking down the barrel of a 12-gauge, good thing he shot and missednThe expense of wasted time is one I cannot riskn