good guys and nice guys and stereotypes with four eyes often times get left behind sometimes the unkind conveniently fail to pay mind, all the rest quickly forgotten and that's fine, fine, fine with me, i will concede fine, fine, fine with me, i will concede with my dignity still intact

goodwill and kindness, intentions that help define us, brushed aside if not ignored pushed down and spit on, with nothing but pride to choke on, doesn't mean that this is over and that's fine, fine, fine with me, i will concede fine, fine, fine with me, i will concede with my dignity still intact

can it be you've come to your senses? can it be you feel ashamed? was it not what you expected? if you're afraid, nothing will change

and that's fine, fine, fine with me, i will concede fine, fine, fine with me, i will concede with my dignity still intact

it's not what you think now, you should've known, don't let it deter you keep pushing the buttons, don't ever let up, it's not going to stop now