Tom: Am Am The bow is in hand F Dm And I aim at that arrogant smirking face E I start to draw back the string But you turn to stop me Am You say killing him so abruptly F In the long run, it would stand for nothing Dm E We just gotta take this in stride Take it one step at a time [Verse 2: Amanda Fagan] Am Flash forwards it's you and me F Walking underneath the trees Dm Standing in the forestry E I watched you lose your sanity Am F Something flickered in your eyes Dm Oh something must have snapped inside E Oh how you quickly changed your guise You say let's be the bad guys [Chorus: Amanda Fagan] Am Please don't make me choose F Between the life I had with you Dm And the moral thing to do E I really wish your act was just a ruse Am But I know you've lost your mind F And I know that it's my time Dm Do I join you at your side? E Or do I let you face your own demise? [Verse 3: Amanda Fagan] Am F The things that you say are always wise Dm And in the end, you're always right E But from the truth, I cannot hide As you grab sticks of dynamite Am F You say; let's burn it all to the ground Dm You wanna blow up the whole town E The place we used to call our own The place we used to call our home [Chorus: Amanda Fagan] Am Please don't make me choose F Between the life I had with you Dm And the moral thing to do E I really wish your act was just a ruse Am But I know you've lost your mind F And I know that it's my time Dm Do I join you at your side? E Or do I let you face your own demise? [Bridge: Amanda Fagan] Am Oh it's not too late to go back F It's not too late to take it back Dm E It's not too late, don't turn your back on me Am Oh it's not too late to go back F It's not too late to take it back Dm E It's not too late, don't turn your back on me [Outro: Amanda Fagan] Am Please don't make me choose F Between the life I had with you Dm And the moral thing to do E I really wish your act was just a ruse Am But I know you've lost your mind F And I know that it's my time Dm Do I join you at your side? E Or do I let you face your own demise?