The clock is spinning, spinning, spinning
and I'm here wasting time
I've reached my limit
If you don't change your way, I'm gonna walk away
My bag is ready already
And I'm not taking anything, nothing that is yours
Nothing you gave me
I won't forget you so easily
But to make it easier, I'll grab my stuff and dissappear
Dicide there, while I go for a walk in the city
But think well about it for not to regret it later
In the supermarket, you won't buy me
In the pharmacy they don't sell medicine for longing