Je M'en Vais

I traded my clicks and my slaps
For blisters and puddles
My backpack to forget
That before it was you who weighed me down
What takes me, what drives me
Is my pain, my pain more than hatred
Oh my road, oh my plain
God, how I love it

And they turn, and they turn in my head
The images of the feature film
Where you are beautiful and I am the beast
And the beauty is never wise
When you say it's my fault
That I never knew how to love you
To hell with you and your apostles
I'm leaving

And what beads on my forehead
Drops of rain, drops of cold

Give wings, give therefore
The desire to move away from you
And my tears, and my weapons
Are my pain, my pain more than hatred
And my tears, my tears
God, how it hurts

And they turn, and they turn in my head
The images of the feature film
Where you are beautiful and I am the beast
And the beauty is never wise
When you say it's my fault
That I never knew how to love you
To hell with you and your apostles
I'm leaving

I'm leaving
I'm leaving

And they turn, and they turn in my head
The images of the feature film
Where you are beautiful and I am the beast
And the beauty is never wise
When you say it's my fault
That I never knew how to love you
To hell with you and your apostles
I'm leaving
I'm leaving