Take it down, I don't wanna be insane no more
and I'm crying out for something new
Something pure and [bad word] and something
that is just not you
I'm crying out for something free

You think that I don't remember how
how you treated me
Well I do

These Novembers leave me breathless
and I'm counting down the days 'til I get through
I hope that you don't think I'm wreckless
But I just don't see...me and you