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Call It What You Will

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You can call it anything you want But a rose is a rose and a thorn is a thorn Tell me white is black and black is white You can say anything but that don’t make it right You can tell me that the world is flat If I didn’t know any better, I might go for that And the sky is falling on my head I believe the sky is falling on my head I’ve been such a fool Don’t you agree? I let you call all my shots for me Don’t you know how it feels When you’ve got high ideals? Call it what you will — don’t call it love Call it what you will — don’t call it love Call it what you will — don’t call it love Call it what you will — don’t call it love, not in front of me I think I’m old enough I can handle myself when the going gets tough You don’t have to hide it anymore Why bother sparing me now when you didn’t before? You can save that line for someone else That’s your own can of beans and I swear I won’t tell Now is the sky is falling on my head I believe the sky is falling on my head I’ve been such a fool But don’t cry for me You are the one who needs sympathy