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Third Wheel Lyrics

I guess I’m not the star of the show

But how was I supposed to know?

That my dream would be a power play

I just wanted my own say


I tried to make you understand

I tried to give you a helping hand

You laughed me off, now I’m the bad guy

Now I’m the reason we’re behind


Maybe one day they’d give me a voice

A choice; we’d strike a deal

But no one remembers the 4th musketeer

And nobody...nobody needs a third wheel


You needed me, asked for my advice

I gave you the truth, but I tried to be nice

I understood why you disagreed

But why lie and say I only know greed?


I tried to make you understand

I tried to give you a helping hand

You laughed me off, now I’m the bad guy

Now I’m the reason we’re behind


Maybe one day they’d give me a voice

A choice; we’d strike a deal

But no one remembers the 4th musketeer

And nobody...nobody needs a third wheel


It’s a three man show, I’m left behind

I can’t take being stuck in this bind

I can’t shut up and play the part

I go deaf from the screams of my heart


I know it’s the wrong thing to do

But this is what I need, nothing against you

After all this, it isn’t much

But I hope that we stay in touch


I tried to make you understand

I tried to give you a helping hand

You laughed me off, now I’m the bad guy

Now I’m the reason we’re behind


Maybe one day they’d give me a voice

A choice; we’d strike a deal

But no one remembers the 4th musketeer

And nobody...nobody needs a third wheel


Nobody needs a third wheel

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