Anymore anyway Ini-Mini-Miny-Mo But if they'd point the finger at themselves We don't have a choice We don't have a voice There's no choice in freedom There's no voice in freedom Leaders are guilty of nothing They're perfectly insane

Nothing should matter Not when love grows inside you There's a miracle in store How could I throw away a miracle How could I face another day It's all of my doing I made a choice And today I pay

But what if I need you in my darkest hour? And what if it turns out there is no other? We would see a sign Where do I turn to when there's no choice to make? And how do I presume when there's so much at stake? I was so sure of it all If this is our last

Tore the curtains down But you are out of my mind Heard you say Windows open, now make a sound Heard your voice There's no choice Windows open, now make a noise (Ooh ooh, ooh ooh)

You choose your path. Don't shift the blame. You ran your course. You lost sight of your aim. Wrong choices linger, Like scars remain Long after the bleeding stops. There's nowhere left to hide from the shame. Never again.