When you know times are gonna get bad
Before they get better, they're gonna get bad
Say goodbye to the good times
You wrote inside the book
Scramblin' old meanings
We had understood
I never meant to jam your program
But I have to make you see this is what I am
When I said, I love you
I felt that it was true
I had a case of deja vu
And the notes they turned blue
Deep in the distance
A dark cloud comes our way
It's heavy and black
About to burst with rain
I never meant to jam your program
But I have to make you see this is what I am
This is what I am