I had a quarter million of the most fabulous years

Took most of my life for me to find the right gear

And now we're celebratin' to a sudden halt

We got terminal velocity and it's all my fault.

Oh, dearie, me

It's a crying shame

I'm guilt trippin'

In the outside lane.

I did what I could, I tried to slam on the brakes

I can't find the strength, didn't have what it takes

I hear thunder, an avalanche wall

Apologise, it's all my fault.

Oh, what a shame

If only I'd known

I'm guilt trippin'

On the last train home.

They say two's company and eight billion's a crowd

I'll get it right next time, but it's too late now

All those locusts, famine and war

You never slept at night, it's all my fault.