I must thank you for you meannessnI must thank you for your greednTake the bus across the road and go from herenTake a left up at the cornernOn the road that goes to nowherenThe reminder was a timely one indeednnIn the morning I’ll be walkingnFeel the cold isn't it stirringnIt's a broken box of innocence gone freenIn the morning there's that shivernAnd at night all I remembernIs a beautiful excusenTo go awaynnI’m not desperate, I don't crave younI don't need your damned affectionnI’m not hurt, I just revel in going wildnYou mean nothing, you are no onenJust a form of inspirationnTuck yourself in, from now on I have no timennIn the morning I’ll be walkingnFeel the cold isn't it stirringnIt's a broken box of innocence gone freenIn the morning there's that shivernAnd at night all I remembernIs a beautiful excusenTo go awaynGo awaynGo awaynGo awaynGo awaynGo awaynnI don't know if I’m confusednBecause I am or think I should benI like creating my own tortures in my headnYet no bitterness surrounds menThe pain fuels on my desiresnOff you go boy, don't sit by the phone and waitnnIn the morning I’ll be walkingnFeel the cold isn't it stirringnIt's a broken box of innocence gone freenIn the morning there's that shivernAnd at night all I remembernIs a beautiful excusenThe beautiful excusenThe beautiful excusenTo go awaynGo awayn