IRC-Galleria

When I get to Warwick Avenue
Meet me by the entrance of the tube
We can talk things over little time
But promise me you wont stand by the light

When I get to Warwick Avenue
Please draw the past and be true
DonÂ’t say weÂ’re okay
Just because IÂ’m here
You hurt me bad but I wont shed a tear

IÂ’m leaving you for the last time baby
You think youÂ’re loving,
But you donÂ’t love me
And IÂ’ve been confused
Outta my mind lately
You think youÂ’re loving,
But I want to be free, baby
YouÂ’ve hurt me.

When I get to Warwick Avenue
WeÂ’ll spend an hour but no more than two
Our only chance to speak once more
I showed you answers, now hereÂ’s the door

When I get to Warwick Avenue
IÂ’ll tell baby there weÂ’re through

Cause IÂ’m leaving you for the last time baby
You think youÂ’re loving,
But you donÂ’t love me
And IÂ’ve been confused
An outta my mind lately
You think youÂ’re loving,
But you donÂ’t love me
I want to be free, baby
YouÂ’ve hurt me.

All the days spent together
I wish for better,
And I didnÂ’t want the train to come
Now itÂ’s departed, IÂ’m broken hearted
Seems like we never started
All those days spent together
When I wished for better
And I didnÂ’t want the train to come.
No, no.

You think youÂ’re loving
But you donÂ’t love me
I want to be free, baby
YouÂ’ve hurt me
You donÂ’t love me
I want to be free
Baby youÂ’ve hurt me