Eastside
Good KidI heard that you moved to the eastside
Why do I see still you around
You dropped out in the middle of Quayside
You washed up from higher ground
I saw but I couldn't believe it
Your smug face from the side of my eye
So long but I'll never forgive it
You're still stuck as a thorn in your side
I'm not going away
I'm not going away
I'm not going away
I heard that you moved to the eastside
Why do I see still you around
You dropped out in the middle of Quayside
You washed up from higher ground
Each breath out was a twig on the fire
One more word and I'll boil in place
Scratched out so I'll skip to the B side
No way out so I'll leave it to fate
I'm not going away
I'm not going away
I'm not going away
I can take it
I can't take it
Somethings breaking and I don't think it'll be something to mend
I can't take it
I can take it
Something's breaking and I don't think you will last 'til the end