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I found my way home after getting lost in Camden TownAnd I was on my own, I'm sick of making eyes at everyonePast the old burnt-out brewery, this is where my morning startsMy bloodshot eyes in the sunrise, a requiem to the night beforeAnd i'm not writing songs about you anymoreNo, I'm not writing songs about you anymoreEveryone in this hopeless townWalks around with their collars pulled tightTo keep the cold out, babe, I know you'll be aroundI won't wake 'til the evening lightAnd I'm not writing songs about you anymoreNo, I'm not writing songs about you anymoreAnd even if she comes sweet-lippedAnd even if she comes at allI won't wait no week nowAnymore, anyhowAnd I'm not writing songs about you anymoreNo, we're not writing songs about you Aus Songtexte Mania