What are you doing here?
There's nothing more to say
I've locked the door and thrown away the key
Let's put us out of our own misery
Hey I got a little something to tell ya
You ain't nothing more than pure nostalgia
Gotta get away get away get away
Can't you let this go?
It's wearing down my body and my soul
I'm at the point of constant anxiety
Like coming down off alcohol and speed
Hey I got a little something to tell ya
You ain't nothing more than pure nostalgia
Gotta get away get away get away
Hey I got a little something to tell ya
You ain't nothing more
Nostalgia, baby get your kicks tonight
You don't mean anything to me
You're so persistent and revolting
Gotta get out