I get the same old dream, same time every night
Fall to the ground and I wake up
So I get out of bed – put on my shoes and in my head
Thougts like that since our break-up

These four walls are closing in
Look at the fix you’ve put me in

 [bad word] Since you’ve been gone
Since you’ve been gone
I’m out of my head, can’t take it
Could I be wrong, but since you’ve been gone
You cast a spell, so break it
Oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh oh
Since you’ve been gone

So in the night I stand beneath the back street light
I read the words that you sent to me
I can take the afternoon, but
 [bad word] arround to soon
You can’t know what you mean to me

Your poison letter, your telegram
Just go to show you don’t give a [bad word] 

 [bad word] 

If you [bad word] back baby, you
know you’ll never do wrong