| It’s time I got up and out of this 5th floor prison
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| And went and did something else
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| I’ve been sick of everything for so long
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| That now I’m even sick of myself
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| I’m going to call up some old friends I used to know
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| Although they never come around much now
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| But I can’t blame them who wants to listen to
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| Me talk about you for hours
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| I’m going to start living again if it kills me
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| If it’s the very last thing I do
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| I’m going to make a splash and that’s so sure
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| And purge myself from you
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| I blew the dust of my little black book and called Sonya
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| 'Cause she was always good for a smile
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| But when I whispered sweet nothings into her phone
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| They meant sweet nothing to her
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| Then I tried Sally &Sue with nothing better to do
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| But they were turning tricks out at Disney world
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| In desperation I called Mona
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| But her mom said she was out with her girls
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| I’m going to start living again if it kills me
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| If it’s the very last thing I do
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| I’m going to make a splash and that’s so sure
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| And purge myself from you
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| Sunday or Monday, I can’t remember
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| I never know what day it is
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| Tuesday, Wednesday all I have are
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| Blue days run in to each other
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| I’m going to start living again if it kills me
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| If it’s the very last thing I do
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| I’m going to make a splash and that’s so sure
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| And purge myself from you
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| I’m going to start living again if it kills me
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| If it’s the very last thing I do
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| I’m going to make a splash and that’s so sure
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| And purge myself from you
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| I’m going to start living again if it kills me
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| If it’s the very last thing I do |