Once more just before I'm leaving
Torn on the platform
Once more just before I'm leaving
Torn on the platform
'Cause I miss you and I love you
And I know this is over for now
'Cause I miss you, oh, how I miss you
You're not my girl you're my town
A weekend away, leave the city today
Don't want the big smoke to leave me behind
The train leaves at 2, Platform 3 Waterloo
50 p to the tramp makes me feel kind
I get a good seat with a window
My feet are up on the one in front everyone stares
But why do they care? Like there's feelings in chairs
Stuck for 3 hours until I get there
My eyes, eyes, eyes are not dry, dry, dry
As I realize-lize-lize
That in a few minutes this train will be gone
Sighs, sighs, sighs, city flies, flies, flies
Wonder why, why, why
Would anyone want to leave where I come from?
I'm torn on the platform
I'm torn on the platform
I'm torn on the platform
It's 1:58, wish that I had been late
And missed the train and given them an excuse
But what is the use? I've less slack than a noose
Do or die, stay or go, what should I choose?
'Cause my eyes, eyes, eyes are not dry, dry, dry
As I realize-lize-lize
That in a few minutes this train will be gone
Sighs, sighs, sighs, city flies, flies, flies
Wonder why, why, why
Would anyone want to leave where I come from?
I'm torn on the platform
I'm torn on the platform
I'm torn on the platform
Like in a film the motion starts to slow
As the beeping carriage doors begin to close
Momentarily I'm standing froze
Then I jump between the gap, land on the platform flat
I'm not torn on the platform
I'm torn on the platform
I'm torn on the platform
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