Getting out of hand
So get out, get out of this old house
You know me too well anyway
Little bear, little bear
That might break your lovely face off
I wouldn't wanna cause you anything
I'm going home
I'm going under the soil again
And I won't be back in a long time
In a thousand shattered china pieces
I'm going beneath the stars
Before I burn it down
I think I'm gonna lose you now
Too well every day