Graham Coxon

Hey, where you going? It's hard to tell
You know that that road leads straight to hell
Start where you finish, end up dead
With brain cells diminished and underfed
If you're gonna leave me behind
You don't have to talk so kind
If you think I'm gonna lay down and die
Baby, you're out of your mind
Hey, what you doing in your head?
You locked all your thoughts in a box of lead
Life will be better, just wait and see
Give me the word and I'll set you free
But I ain't gonna leave you behind
Alone in this life so unkind
If you think I'll let you lay down and die
Baby, you're out of your mind