Like a ton of bricks it hits

Before she finishes her sentence

As the predicate predicts

A swift ending to her presence

I could see it coming from a mile away

At six hundred miles an hour

A surprise attack, a Tora Tora kamikaze (Tora Tora!)

No looking back

A tactic of considerable power, woah

It doesn't matter now what I should have done then

My heart was in the right place at the wrong time again

In close to half a second my composure was lost

And I had found my modesty