But a rose is a rose and a thorn is a thorn
 Tell me white is black and black is white
 You can say anything but that don't make it right
 You can tell me that the world is flat
 If I didn't know any better, I might go for that
 And the sky is falling on my head
 I believe the sky is falling on my head
 I've been such a fool
 Don't you agree?
 I let you call all my shots for me
 Don't you know how it feels
 When you've got high ideals?

 Call it what you will - don't call it love
 Call it what you will - don't call it love
 Call it what you will - don't call it love
 Call it what you will - don't call it love, not in front of me

 I think I'm old enough
 I can handle myself when the going gets tough
 You don't have to hide it anymore
 Why bother sparing me now when you didn't before?
 You can save that line for someone else
 That's your own can of beans and I swear I won't tell
 Now is the sky is falling on my head
 I believe the sky is falling on my head
 I've been such a fool
 But don't cry for me
 You are the one who needs sympathy
 Tell me how many times
 Can you play the same line?

 Now the sky is falling on your head
 Look out baby, now the sky is falling on your head
I believe the sky is falling on your head
 You've been such a fool
 Now can't you see?
 You lost your best opportunity
 You passed up a prize
 For some pie in the sky