So you say you are sick of love. Got a mind to give the damn thing up. Got a house full of stuff your lovers left. Gonna take a bus to the city dump with it.
There is a girl I used to know. She had a hundred ways of hurting you, and so. I packed my bags and left her as she watched some TV show,. There is a girl I used to know..
Look at the fool you have been. They drained the pool while you drowned in the dream. They bought your beauty and your soul. Then softly sold you back what they stole.
You sent greetings from Liverpool. And I took the next train. Passed by people putting flowers on graves. And we got delayed. . When I arrived, you had vanished like steam.
I've been in this place many times before. With my baby's things among my shoes. And strings and clothes, but just because I'm here. Don't mean I can't run out that door.
Eyes like a slash across her face. Lips I'd kill a man to taste. Whatever this stuff is, I'm buying. Whatever it does, I'll do it 'til I'm dying. . I can't wash her away.