they got you as far as they did.
you carry around a newspaper frown
and plan all your happenings beforehand.
well, i think that something is wrong.
what can i do when i'm looking at you
and you're crying and calling my name?
till i can be free from myself.
left it to die in the night.
things that won't go from my head.
you can't just explain or reason away;
some things just never forget.
but i think that something is wrong.
what can i do when i'm looking at you
and you're crying and calling my name?
till i can be free from myself.
left it to die in the night.