I need a minute And I’ll be fine I’ll get on like I always do And you’ll become just another line in a poem A lyric in a song I’m yet to write I need a minute And I’ll be fine And all the things you said that you thought would be my undoing Will become just words hidden away in the locked up box I never dare to open I need a minute And I’ll be fine I’ll forget that you ever existed And you’ll become just a shadow Who might visit me in dreams sometimes But one I can push aside and throw away And forget upon waking I need a minute And I’ll be fine And I’ll get on like I always do I’ll tell myself it’s over And convince myself, like I always do That it’s the truth And you’ll become just a warning sign Bright lights flashing For the next time, in a wreckless minute I happen to mistake a villain for a saint