Asked a friend 'cause you couldn't dare to go the chemist's yourself
Your mum worked there and you doubt she'd bear the thought of her daughter in hell
I can't live here anymore
I can't live here anymore
It was Friday night, you turned off the light and sat on the edge of the bed
Childhood friends - there and back again - and somehow it got in your heads
I don't want this anymore
I don't want this anymore
So you look for trains going west
And you copy down the address
Of the doctor your cousin knows
From the time she broke her collarbone
Haunted by the sights in the dead of night of coat hangers, vacuums, and blood
Covered up for you, lied to the whole school - this is love, this is love, this is love
I can't live here anymore
I can't live here anymore
So you take the train going west
And you go to the address
Of the doctor your cousin knows
From the time she broke her collarbone
Had to come back home, no funds of your own, your mother was silent and cold
Whispers round the town, smiles turned upside down, you wish you could be brave or bold
I can't take this anymore
I can't take this anymore
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