The Damage is Done

Is there a reason for things that you say?
The way you're treating me
All the games I won't play
Well, it's too late, I'm no longer one
Don't want you, the damage is done

Will you miss me when I leave you behind?
Will you tell your friends I treated you unkind?
Well, it's over now, and I'm on the run
I don't want you, the damage is done

There have been rumors
That my sense of humor is lacking in some ways
To me that's no reason, it's tantamount to treason
See what the judge has to say

You need to find someone half as blind
As I am to your games
And maybe you'll find out what it's all about
And it can drive you insane

Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
The damage is done
And now I feel it's too late
The damage is done

It's over
Now I'm on the run
And, baby, you and I know
The damage is done

I feel it's too late
The damage is done

When British rockers, guitarist Mick Jones (Spooky Tooth, Leslie West) and multi-instrumentalist Ian McDonald (King Crimson) met Americans Lou Gramm (vocals), Al Greenwood (keyboards), and Ed Gagliardi (bass), with the addition of British drummer, Dennis Elliott, they became exactly one half English and one half American. Deciding they would call themselves Foreigner, its members all spoke the common language of dramatic and dynamic rock & roll. Jones wrote most of the material, and his English prog-rock-meets-blues-rock background melded into the common parlance of US stadium rock, circa the mid to late '70s.