I guess by now you owe mena turn of the screw...nhere comes the paybacknfor feelin' so good about younnwell, look you fool...nit's not my fault at allnI just can't get alongnit's not your fault no morenI can't get alongnnI'm sure, by now,nI coulda had somebody else, toontorn and crippled I might be,nbut I'm not throughnnbut look at you...nit's not my fault at all,nI can't get alongnit's not your fault no more,nI can't get alongnnangels up highncut us loose,ndon't ask whynhand me my wings,nand I'll fly...nnangels up highncut us loose,ndon't ask whynhand me my wings,nand I'll fly...nnthe purple leavesnhave come to take the people awaynand in your dreamnI saw how I misbehavennit's not my fault at all,nI can't get alongnnot your fault at all,nI can't get alongnI can't get alongnnit's not my fault at all,nI can't get alongnit's not my fault no more,nI can't get alongncan't can't can't get along...ncan't can't can't get along...