morning lights;

"Cause it's a breakdown, a breakdown,
Where do we go from here?
It's a breakdown, a breakdown.

You know that I'd be lying,
If I said I wasn't getting quite bored of you yet,
And your consistent nagging,
And your constant state of panic,
Is unnecessary stress for me.

You might as well leave,
You might as well let me know now,
You might as well go, go go,
I never wanna see your face 'round here anymore."


Ouch.