Why don't you hold my hand, on your own you can't I keep for me my ideas, you shattered all of my dreams Why don't you hold my hand, on your own you can't (Previously in Starrysky Hey, aren't you the guy on internet with the sausagesI'm fed up with you doing nothing alone in your bedroom all day long - I'm wondering too much if people are going to like it We have to make some commercial stuff You have to stop get worked up over artistic rubbish If you know what to do, well do it by yourself Oh you can't, you're nothing without me, did you forget I'm leaving Yeah, leave