oh darling   I’m burning   falling down to the ground   twice the speed of sound      and oh darling   I’m yearning   and I’m down to the wire   and I’m starting to tire      and now I know it’s time   that I resign   and now I know it’s time   when I resign      the (enders) and traces   of a dissolute life   on the edge of a knife      we both dream of new faces   and I’m telling you dear   there’s no shelter in here      and now I know it’s time   that I resign   and now I know it’s time      I’ve got cream in my coffee   blood on all the tracks   it makes no sense to argue   it ain’t coming back   I can’t quite put a finger on just what it lacks   a broken record screaming   get out and get out and get out      oh darling   I’m burning   oh darling   I’m yearning