To dispose of these thoughts
There's so much to say
But I can't
I really just need to stay well away
From the barbed wire gate  
Which is etched on your face
the old glare and stare
my melancholy disgrace

And all I want is to be by myself
A rest from the doubts and tears
And most of all just your voice in my ears
It's cruel But it's true
You're poison to my heart
Putting kinks in my future
Right from the start
So I'll stay away
Believe me I'll try
Or before you do know it
I'll crawl up and die