Three strikes and you're in
You couldn't trust yourself, and you didn't read the signs,
So I you again for the third time And now you're mine

I ran to Washington Square
I took the back streets and every alley to get there
The bells were ringing with clues
And there it was, written on the side of the statue
My fingers traced every line:
"To our boys and girls, who will soon take out place and pass on"

Three strikes and you're in
You couldn't trust yourself, and you didn't read the signs,
So I you again for the third time And now you're mine

200 years in one night
I told myself what had to be done to make things all right
All my life, I never wanted to end up like this, but not I know what I came for:
To end the curse of generations that came before

Three strikes and you're in
You couldn't trust yourself, and you didn't read the signs,
So I you again for the third time And now you're mine

For our children, who will soon take our places and pass on

Three strikes Is there enough time to make it right?
Three strikes and you're in

Three strikes and you're in
You couldn't trust yourself, and you didn't read the signs,
So I you again for the third time And now you're mine