Won’t you tell me, something about me.
Tell me something I should know.
You try to hurt me, saying your words about me.
Round the corner, The Blowers Daughter,
Was playing from a stereo.
Words surround you, like everyone around you,
Things that i shouldn’t know.
And then you ask me for a reason, I’ve got my reasons,
Won’t you,

Stay Away,
I know the games that you like to play.
I don’t play your games.
No, we’re not the same.
No, I’ll never see, don’t tell me what you wanna hear
When you ask me for a reason, I’ve got my reasons,
Stay Away.

Won’t you tell me, something about me.
Tell me something I should know.
My words surround you,
Like everyone around around you.
Won’t you sing me, a sweet sad song of sorrow,
Lying in your little world.
My words will cut you, but they were never meant to hurt you.
They are only words.
When you ask me for a reason,
I’m shouting out my reasons.

Stay Away,
I know the games that you like to play.
I don’t play your games.
No, we’re not the same.
No, I’ll never see, don’t tell me what you wanna hear
Won’t you, take your life,
And walk right out of mine tonight.
Well i won’t lie, we don’t meet eye to eye.
We’d never last, we’re in the past,
So leave and don’t come back, cos when you ask me for a reason.
I’ve got my reasons,
Stay Away.

Sunday morning, the sun shines through.
A sunny Sunday afternoon,
Well Monday comes and the sky is grey,
But not for me, i’ve found my way.

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