I'm going to make myself hard to findnI'm going to retreat from this town with just a worried mindnnI'm going to make myself deaf to your criesnYou keep making promises and I just spit out liesnnI've made so many mistakesnNot least of these was each time I convinced you to staynnI've inflicted coarseness and painnIt's not your fault; I'm the one to blamennThere are problems I cannot solvenYou keep needing sugar; I've got cupboards full of saltnnI admit that I am running awaynI can no longer recognize the beauty in your facenSo I'm giving up and running away