You see that strange girl through your eyes
Growing straight, laughing
Carring the taste the lies

But ain't no saint that give up to late
I hould walking by
Changing your name

It sounds better to live
From here I'll go to anywere

Ain't no sound that I could hear about it
Ain't no proud that I could feek about it

So why?
Why you got to go, no
Why you got to go.
Just let go