Why must it come to this?
You disown me with a kiss
another number on your list
yes that's me
but oh girl what have I done?
Another fool blind by the sun
oh which way shall I run
aimlessly?
Look out now I can't see straight
Just woke up and its getting late
I'm as full of hate as I used to be
But in the hour of my demise
I'll recall your empty eyes
Know I died the day you set me free
What good is living for?
There's no knock on the door
No shelter from the war against me
But if you comfort me till dawn
I'd sing your lonesome song
Pack my things I'll get gone, vagrantly
With your high-heels and your mace
You tell me that I'm out of place
Rip my eyes out of my face with ease
If I had one inch of pride
You took that too when you said goodbye
Know I died the day you set me free
I dreamt to you last night
And I woke to cures my life
Good god I'm sick of sights, can't you see?
But I must remain composed
"˜Neath the trembling of the rose
But you left me so exposed, faithlessly.
But who knows what is right or wrong?
I'll paint your death and carry on
and no I don't belong that's plain to see
I guess I'll take your stress in stride
the hill is steep the water's wide
you know I died the day you set me free