It was quiet while we
walked through Kingston
Hand in hand the streetlights
led us to where you lived
We were alone We were alone
and all you could say was All
good things must come to an end
Your words in my mouth
were more alive than I was
I guess I don't belong here
I guess I don't belong
Why not tie a noose around
my neck? I'm sure it'd be
much more subtle than
everything that you said
I've played your games
too many times and I've
grown tired Yeah I'm tired
So deal with it
Can't sleep can't
think tonight
I'm stuck I can't
get out of this
I can't get
out of this