"Get Me Away From Here, I'm Dying" lyrics

"Get Me Away From Here, I'm Dying"
(originally by Belle & Sebastian)

Oh, 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
Look of it this way
You could either be successful or be us
With our winning smiles and us
With our catchy tunes and words
Now we're photogenic
You know, we don't stand a chance
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!
They always reach a sorry ending
They always get it in the end
Still it was worth it as I turned the pages solemnly and then
With a winning smile, the poor boy
With naivety succeeds
At the final moment, I cried
I always cry at endings
I always cry at endings

Oh, that wasn't what I meant to say at all
From where I'm sitting, rain
Falling 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
Cry with these words
Cry with these words
Cry with these words

Oh, get me away, I'm dying
Get me away, I'm dying
Get me away, I'm dying
Get me away, I'm dying
Oh, I'm dying
Oh, I'm dying
Oh, I'm dying


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