yes
[Lian]
Look at me, face-to-face, meet my eye!
How are you, in this place, long before I? Oh,
I don't believe, you could go behind me,
I could be wrong, too wrong, betrayed and blind!
[Lloyd]
I'm tired of, being your, secondary!
And now you, get to know, pain to my degree!
We could defend, this world of pretend,
But it's over! Sober thoughts are behind me!