She said I'll be polite
When I ask you to leave
Well, I appreciated it
But it's all the same to me
In two short years you'll be 23
And maybe then you will see a thing
Or two
Thing or two
'Cause God knows that your name
Is on my lips but he doesn't want
Any part of it
Said "Sir, back, shall before you get burn"
And wait patiently for the day
That I return
I return
'Cause you used to run
And I used to sing for nothing
But the smile on your face
You used to run
I used to sing for nothing
I used to sing, for nothing
Keep a careful eye towards the sky
Sneak you across to the other side
But when the Death found out I'm there
They'll say he deserves to burn
He deserves to burn
He deserves to burn
You used to run
And I used to sing for nothing
But the smile on your face
You used to run
And I used to sing for nothing
I used to sing for nothing