Get Me Away From Here, I'm Dying

Get me away from here, I'm dying Play me a song to set me free Nobody writes them like they used to So it might as well be me

Here on my own now after hours Here on my own now on a bus Think of it this way You could either be successful or be us

With our winning smiles, and us With our catchy tunes or worse Now we're photogenic, you know We don't stand a chance Oh, I'll settle down with some old story About a boy who's just like me Thought there was love in everything and everyone You're so naïve

They always reach a sorry ending They always get it in the end Still it was worth it as I turned the pages Solemnly, and then

With a winning smile, the boy With naivety succeeds At the final moment, I cried I always cry at endings I always cry at endings

That wasn't what I meant to say at all From where I'm sitting, rain Falling against the lonely tenement Has set my mind to wander

Into the windows of my lovers They never know unless I write "This is no declaration I just thought I'd let you know, goodbye"

Said the hero in the story "It is mightier than swords I could kill you sure But I could only make you cry with these words" Cry with these words Cry with these words Cry with these words

Get me away, I'm dying Get me away, I'm dying Get me away, I'm dying Oh, I'm dying Oh, I'm dying Oh, I'm dying Oh, I'm dying (Oh I'm dying)