And the only thing you're sorting out is your imagination Shadows underneath the eyes My lack of proof is your disguise You won't remember me There's nothing really I can say But sorry mate and walk away I could be wrong unless you play your game This

I keep on running Throw it all away throw it all away I keep on screaming but There's really nothing left to say So get away, just get away I keep on fighting but I can't keep going on this way I can't keep going, Why can't they let me be?