People say I'm no good
Write me off, oh yes they should
f** 'em they're just sick in the head
They're writing my history
Think somebody should've asked me
Everyone was safe in their beds
Their beds
And I said
I won't live, won't live like them
Everyone, they're all seeing red
I don't know
If it's alright with you, but I'll be gone
A ghost will be here in my stead, my stead
And I said
I can't live life underneath it all
Everyone is older now and gone
I will not be here forever dear
So let's just make this count a lot in here