Well, you know how the last seven
years haven't been all that easy
Sometimes I feel so weak,
cause I can't seem to speak, when I'm angry
All those things that they say,
when they stand in your way
eat me up deep down inside
Well, force you to crawl, and when you make it,
then they all want to own you
All that smiling and lies
All that long -swallowed pride
All those high -flying friends
Keeping up with the trends
Couldn't wait to get the blade in
Call your old piece of mind
Try and give me some sign
And show me you still want me
So for both of our sakes,
won't you give me a break
When you're so terrified I can't
stand to stand by yet again
Blue, you'd better come home
Blue, you'll fight like a tiger
London, you'd better come home