Walk Away - Barlow

Christine’s Depression never seems to end

Cuz she’ll never be as skinny as the girls on friends

She’s got fat hips, and thin lips, she’s jealous of a q-tip

She’d take stupid over fat

She stuck her fingers down her throat for the very last time today

And she walked away

(ooooh they walk away)

Malcoms got his image

His rock and his Glock

And if he lives to see 20 he will beat the clock

He’s got his ride, his pride and girls by his side

He makes a stance with a gun in his hand

He saw his best friend lying on a stainless steel tray

And he walked away

(oooh, they walk away, hey hey walk away)

And the destination is clear

Anywhere but here

Doesn’t matter that you’re lying in the gutter

Doesn’t matter that you’re brains all cluttered

Doesn’t matter that you’re covered in scars

Your never in the gutter with you’re eyes on the stars

Doesn’t matter that you’re lying in the gutter

Doesn’t matter that you’re brains all cluttered

Doesn’t matter that you’re covered in scars

Your never in the gutter with you’re eyes on the stars

(oooh, they walk away, hey hey walk away) x2

So walk away from the boyfriend losers and

The the shame of the game that your brain knows your loosing

The job that you do

It just robs you of who you can be when you’re free from this mentality

So you’re home by the phone, getting stoned all alone

With your chatroom friends, calling at ramones

But the phone don’t ring

Joey just sings

Sedated

You’ve gotta learn to hate it

Doesn’t matter that you’re lying in the gutter

Doesn’t matter that you’re brains all cluttered

Doesn’t matter that you’re covered in scars

Your never in the gutter with you’re eyes on the stars

Doesn’t matter that you’re lying in the gutter

Doesn’t matter that you’re brains all cluttered

Doesn’t matter that you’re covered in scars

Your never in the gutter with you’re eyes on the stars

(oooh they walk away, hey hey walk away) x2

Doesn’t matter that you’re lying in the gutter

Doesn’t matter that you’re brains all cluttered

Doesn’t matter that you’re covered in scars

Your never in the gutter with you’re eyes on the stars

Doesn’t matter that you’re lying in the gutter (gutter, gutter)

Doesn’t matter that you’re brains all cluttered (brains all cluttered,

all cluttered)

Doesn’t matter that you’re covered in scars (scars, scars)

Your never in the gutter with you’re eyes on the stars. (stars, stars)

(ooooh they walk away, hey hey walk away) to fade…