Oh, Susan, you were clued in
   you knew just how this thing would go
   a prognosis that was hopeless
   from the very first domino
   I guess I see it all in hindsight
   I tried to keep perspective despite
   the flash of the fuse, the smell of cordite
  
   Now I'm in that place again
   and I know he can't come in to get me
   and someday he will live to regret me
   Susan, I can see it now
  
   Oh, Suzie--they get to me
   they can really be wearying
   but he threw me rope and buoy
   let me use his decoder ring
   there must have been some kind of parade
   we kissed for a while to see how it played
   and pulled the pin on another grenade
  
   Now I'm in that place again
   and I know he can't come in to get me
   and someday he will live to