Do you know how much it hurts me to see you this way
You always did manage to play with my mind
Took the gleam off my God-given shine
Finding what ever might turn out to be wrong
Time now to shut up shop
Hop aboard the gravy-train to a life with far more bouts of happiness
Far less pain
Famous faces never come through Scotland
That’s just the way it is, put plain and simple you strangle yourself