Let's face it, I'll never amount to anything,
you said it, so don't back out on me now...

It’s just the way I am,
It’s not my fault; I give a damn...

What you leave behind, you will not miss,
Tell me, can you leave this...

It i's not, my fault,
Can not help the way I feel...

And I’m tired of being this way,
Refusing to say what I really wanna say...

Why you, gotta be?
So damn perfect cos it always makes me...

I wake to find I’m dreaming,
And I snap myself back...

It hass been raining since two o'clock this...
I know it has, cos I have been out...

I wish, there were something that I could say,
To help her, through another painful goddamned...

The sky is getting dark,
As the rainfall starts...

Neighbours, banging on the wall,
I pretend, I can’t hear them at all...

Six weeks, five days, four hours, three minutes,
Since you walked away...