[Originally by Tracy Ullman] I made my reservation, I'm leaving town tomorrow I'll find somebody new and there'll be no more sorrow That's what I
Bottom line, had enough I?m fed up working overtime So frustrating It?s getting late Seconds closer ?til I make my sweet escape My heart is aching I,
Grew up in a small town And when the rain would fall down I'd just stare out my window Dreaming of what could be And if I'd end up happy I would pray
She nursed him there, ooh, over a night Wasn't so sure she wanted him to stay What to say, what to say But soon she was down, soon he was low At a quarter
I will not make The same mistakes that you did I will not let myself 'Cause my heart so much misery I will not break The way you did, you fell so hard
I don't believe in the smile that you leave When you walk away and say goodbye Well, I don't expect the world to move underneath me But for God's sake
It's like you're a drug It's like you're a demon I can't face down It's like I'm stuck It's like I'm running from you all the time And I know I let you
Oh, oh, oh I woke up today Woke up wide awake In an empty bed Staring at an empty room I have myself to blame For the state I'm in today And now dying
Is this a dream? If it is please, don't wake me from this high I've become comfortably numb, until you opened up my eyes To what it's like when everything
What you see is not what you get With you there's just no measurement No way to tell what's real from what isn't there You're eyes they sparkle that's
Hear me, hear me You gotta be out there You gotta be somewhere Wherever you are, I'm waiting 'Cause there are these nights when I sing myself to sleep
Breakaway Breakaway We gotta breakaway Modern people Want to live in a modern life Though they trick and take Rip and rape Destroy the things
I made my reservation, I'm leaving town tomorrow I'll find somebody new and there'll be no more sorrow That's what I do each time, but I can't follow
I've made my reservation I'm leaving town tomorrow I'll find somebody new And there'll be no more sorrow That's what I do each time But I can't follow
You're my world, the shelter from the rain You're the pills that take away my pain You're the fire that warms me when I'm cold You're the hand to hold
Can't climb any mountains can't climb any seas I think all your friends hate me They treat me like I got some fucking disease Breakaway Breakaway
One more young writer slid away in the night Over the border he will drown in light Hold it - wait a minute I can't read my writing, my own writing
Grand Canyons of space and time universal My mind is subjected to all Stab, fight The hooks to my brain are well in Stab, fight I know what I am, I will