I'll Destroy You Myself

And so Annie waits for a call from a friend. It's the same; why's it always the same? Annie waits for the last time. The clock never stops, never waits. She's growing old. It's getting late. And so he forgot, maybe not. Maybe he's been seriously hurt. Would that be worse? Headlights crest the hill; shadows pass her by and out of sight. Annie sees her dreams: Friday bingo, pigeons in the park. Annie waits for the last time, just the same as the last time. Annie says, "You see this is why I'd rather be alone." And so Annie waits. Who will be the one for evermore? Annie, I could be if we're both still lonely when we're old. Annie waits, but not for me.

I'd kill him for you, girl. I'd kill him for all of you.