I must thank you for your meanness
I must thank you for your greed
Take the bus across the road and go from here
Take a left up at the corner
On a road that goes to nowhere
The reminder was a timely one indeed

In the morning I'll be walking
Feel the cold isn't it stirring
It's a broken box of innocence gone free
In the morning there's that shiver
And at night all I remember
Is a beautiful excuse
To go away

I'm not desperate, I don't crave you
I don't need your damn affection
I'm not hurt, I just revel in going wild
You mean nothing, you are no one
Just a form of inspiration
Tuck yourself in, from now on I have no time

In the morning I'll be walking
Feel the cold isn't it stirring
It's a broken box of innocence gone free
In the morning there's that shiver
And at night all I remember
Is a beautiful excuse
To go away
Go away

I don't know if I'm confused
Because I am or think I should be
I like creating my own tortures in my head
Yet no bitterness surrounds me
The pain fuels on my desires
Off you go boy, don't sit by the phone and wait

In the morning I'll be walking
Feel the cold isn't it stirring
It's a broken box of innocence gone free
In the morning there's that shiver
And at night all I remember
Is a beautiful excuse
The beautiful excuse
The beautiful excuse
To go away
Go away