Why must it come to this?nYou disown me with a kissnanother number on your listnyes that's menbut oh girl what have I done?nAnother fool blind by the sunnoh which way shall I runnaimlessly?nnLook out now I can’t see straightnJust woke up and its getting latenI’m as full of hate as I used to benBut in the hour of my demisenI’ll recall your empty eyesnKnow I died the day you set me freennWhat good is living for?nThere’s no knock on the doornNo shelter from the war against menBut if you comfort me till dawnnI’d sing your lonesome songnPack my things I’ll get gone, vagrantlynnWith your high-heels and your macenYou tell me that I’m out of placenRip my eyes out of my face with easenIf I had one inch of pridenYou took that too when you said goodbyenKnow I died the day you set me freennI dreamt to you last nightnAnd I woke to cures my life nGood god I’m sick of sights, can’t you see?nBut I must remain composed n‘Neath the trembling of the rosenBut you left me so exposed, faithlessly.nnBut who knows what is right or wrong?nI’ll paint your death and carry onnand no I don't belong that’s plain to seenI guess I'll take your stress in stridenthe hill is steep the water's widenyou know I died the day you set me freen