Blunt knife drives further into my heart,
Get out, this has got to stop.
Stop pretending. Read the facts.
Realise the truth ‘cos there’s no going back.
He’s not yours nor will he ever be.
You’re kidding yourself there’s better blokes out there.
Find a non-smoker, free from drugs.
Find someone your own age, find someone to love.
There’s an empty space in my heart,
It can’t just be filled by some tramp off the street
Nor by a guy who can’t care for you in return.
Concerned as to where tonight will lead.
What will he say? What will he do?
Nothing I guess, he’s that kind of guy.
He’s not stupid, he’ll let it pass by.
Get out of my head, get out of my thoughts,
I’m ok till I see him, then that’s enough
Get out. Please, if you care for me. Get out.
