anita, it's time for me to go
anita, it's time for me to go
"anita, do you recall, how i loved you then?"
"you never loved me at all."
"of course i did."
"no."
"you know i did."
i need a basement for my thoughts i need a convent
on my block,
i need wounds bound my lady, and if you must know,
i'm going home, i'm going home, i'm going
oh, and where have you been, when i need friends?
now i need someplace to hang my head.
i need someplace to hang.
i need someplace to hang