First it was joy, then you turned into another boy You burned out our paradise I felt this is over every time I woke up sober Sick of your big talk and lies Mr. Metcalf, get off my lap I'll picture you tied up in straps I beg on my knees Sweet Jesus, please, take away those memories Take away those memories ♪ You took us to the cliff Where your emptiness and burning spliffs Drove us away from our hearts I went to bed heated, woke up cold on the street And your nuclear mind blew us apart There's an ocean up there When solomn our heads But you are included and sad Please understand, I don't want to hold your hand And don't count me as a friend Don't count me as a friend There was a devil between us Always a feeling of torn into Nobody out there could clean us Had time to tear down our jail