Blame it all on me
Another evening spent in pity of myself
Bring a plastic bag
I've got enough on my mind now
Some things I'll never understand
I'm sick and tired, and I think I'll go
Things you'll never understand
I had a plan
You always get me wrong
Persona gone
Now I have to start again
All of this is new
Don't say that I'm cruel
I had enough, I had enough
Take the things you like
I've got enough unnecessary things to hide
Bring a plastic bag
Fill it up with all my stuff and take it back
Some things I'll never understand
I'm sick and tired, and I think I'll go
Things you'll never understand
I had a plan
Please don't get me wrong
It's gone
Now I have to start again
All of this is new
Don't say that I'm cruel
I had enough, I had enough
