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)