Is there a reason

For things that you say?

The way you're treating me

All the games I won't play

Well it's too late, no longer one

Don't want you, the damage is done



Will you miss me

When I leave you behind?

Will you tell your friends

I treated you unkind?

Well it's over now, and I'm on the run

I don't want you, the damage is done



There have been rumors

That my sense of humor is lacking in some ways

To me that's no reason, it's tantamount to treason

See what the judge has to say

You need to find someone half as blind

As I am to your games

And maybe you'll find out what it's all about

And it can drive you insane



Ooh the damage is done

And now I feel it's too late

The damage is done

It's over

Now I'm on the run

And baby you and I know

The damage is done



I feel it's too late

The damage is done