There’s no way I would have suspected thisnHand in hand is so misleadingnEverything’s perfect till disaster hitsnThen it’s clear love’s fleetingnnIt’s plain to see you don’t love menAs you make your mad dash for the doornnIt’s just beginning but that’s all she wrotenWho’d have thought she’d be so reckless?nA trail of footprints etched across my throatnLeaves me breathlessnnIt’s plain to see you don’t love menAs you make your mad dash for the doornI’m hoping help arrivesnAs we all just run for our livesnnMy love was elected then quickly recalledn‘cause I’m a cross between what you really wantnAnd what you don’t want at allnnI can’t believe you don’t love menAs you make your mad dash for the doornI’m hoping help arrivesnBut what for?nnIt’s plain to see you don’t love menIn your panicked mad dash for the doornI’m hoping help arrivesnAs we all just run for our livesn