Down The Street

I DON`T WANNA BE HERE
I DON`T NEED YOU
I DON`T WANNA BE HERE
I DON`T CARE ABOUT YOU
AND EVERYTIME
I`M WALKING DOWN THE STREET
THE WINDS ARE SO COLD
AND EVERYTIME
I`M WALKING DOWN THE STAIRS
EVERY BONES ARE BROKEN
I DON`T WANNA BE HERE
I DON`T NEED YOU
I DON`T WANNA BE HERE
I DON`T CARE ABOUT YOU
AND EVERYTIME
I`M WALKING DOWN THE STREET
THE WINDS ARE SO COLD
AND EVERYTIME
I`M WALKING DOWN THE STAIRS
EVERY BONES ARE BROKEN
AND THE RAIN COMES TO THE CITY
I FEEL I ALMOST HIT THE SMALL DEAR
WHY DON`T YOU CALL ME HONEY
I CAN`T EVEN LIFT MY LITTLE HAND