What do you do when you have to choose When every way that you turn you lose? What do you do when you have to choose? On the one hand, my dearest friend One I would gladly die to defend He asks me to say things I don't believe And trust words I would swear are meant to deceive, to deceive. The one I love on the other hand Who has my whole heart at his command Is bent to prove that he's a fool, Callous heartless blind and cruel, blind and cruel. What do you do when you have to choose When every way that you turn you lose? What do you do when you have to choose? Are they so wise, am I so blind?
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