Hey, isn't this easy?

Could you, drive me somewhere far away,

And let me lean on your shoulder without saying a word

So that I could cry my heart out?

For all those that's been bothering me so much.

So much that it's so bloody sickening.

I can't take it, really. I need to flee from this.

And finally be who I really am, doing what I really want.

And not be tied up, like a bird with no wings.

I'd kill myself.

No place to go, no place to go.
To dry her eyes, broken inside.