Get Me Away From Here, I'm Dying - Belle & Sebastian

Ooh!

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 may 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, and us 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 naive!

After a while they always get it They always reach a sorry 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

Oh, that wasn’t what I meant to say at all

From where I’m sitting, rain

Washing 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»