I wanted you to be mine
But I'm tired of walking on a thin line
So I'm going to make a B-line
Right out your front door

I'm tired of walking on a tight rope
Just because you couldn't cope
And you left me with no hope
When I needed your love

My heart was in such a state
It had to be fate
And I could hardley wait
To walk out your front door

I'm not going to take this anymore
I won't look back
as I walk out your front door