A silly Stockholm Syndrome-y song: 3/4 time I can't say this all came out like I planned it C# D#m B F# And you feel the same way, I know C# D#m B F# But for a few contradictions demanded C# D#m B F# I was happy, as hostages go G#m G#m B B [chorus:] I did my best to comply F# C# A#m B And when this nightmare ends F# C# A#m B I think that we could try F# C# A#m B We could try, we could try to be friends F# C# B Who are you really, behind that black balaclava, Shouting your urgent commands? With your .45 aimed at the poor banker's daughter Maybe you just need someone who understands [chorus] You sure make quite an authority figure Having earned our anxious respect But to look down and see red when you squeezed the trigger It wasn't the thanks I'd expect [chorus]