Christine's depression never seems to end,
'Cause she'll never be as skinny as the girls on Friends.
She's got fat hips, and thin lips, she's jealous of a Q-Tip.
She'd take stupid over fat.
She stuck her fingers down her throat for the very last time today.
And she walked away.
Well, Malcolm's got his image, his rock and his glock.
And if he lives to see twenty, he will have beat the clock.
He's got his ride, and his pride and girls by his side.
He makes his stands with a gun in his hand.
He saw his best friend lying on a stainless steel tray.
And he walked away.
And the destination's clear...anywhere but here.
Chorus:
It doesn't matter that you're lying in the gutter,
It doesn't matter that your brain's all cluttered,
It doesn't matter that you're covered in scars,
You're never in the gutter, with your eyes on the stars..(repeat)
They walk away....They walk away.
So walk away from the boyfriend bruises
and the shame of the game,
that your brain knows its losing.
And that job that you do, that just robs you of who
you can be when you're free of this mentality.
So you're home by the phone, getting stoned all alone,
with your chatroom friends, your Korn and Ramones.
But the phone don't ring, and Joey just sings - sedated.
You gotta learn to hate it.
Chorus:
It doesn't matter that you're lying in the gutter,
It doesn't matter that your brain's all cluttered,
It doesn't matter that you're covered in scars
You're never in the gutter, with your eyes on the stars...(repeat)
They walk away...they walk away
they walk away
Gary Barlow - Walk Away Lyrics
Gary Barlow - Walk Away Lyrics
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Christine's depression never seems to end,
'Cause she'll never be as skinny as the girls on Friends.
She's got fat hips, and thin lips, she's jealous of a Q-Tip.
She'd take stupid over fat.
She stuck her fingers down her throat for the very last time today.
And she walked away.
Well, Malcolm's got his image, his rock and his glock.
And if he lives to see twenty, he will have beat the clock.
He's got his ride, and his pride and girls by his side.
He makes his stands with a gun in his hand.
He saw his best friend lying on a stainless steel tray.
And he walked away.
And the destination's clear...anywhere but here.
Chorus:
It doesn't matter that you're lying in the gutter,
It doesn't matter that your brain's all cluttered,
It doesn't matter that you're covered in scars,
You're never in the gutter, with your eyes on the stars..(repeat)
They walk away....They walk away.
So walk away from the boyfriend bruises
and the shame of the game,
that your brain knows its losing.
And that job that you do, that just robs you of who
you can be when you're free of this mentality.
So you're home by the phone, getting stoned all alone,
with your chatroom friends, your Korn and Ramones.
But the phone don't ring, and Joey just sings - sedated.
You gotta learn to hate it.
Chorus:
It doesn't matter that you're lying in the gutter,
It doesn't matter that your brain's all cluttered,
It doesn't matter that you're covered in scars
You're never in the gutter, with your eyes on the stars...(repeat)
They walk away...they walk away
they walk away
'Cause she'll never be as skinny as the girls on Friends.
She's got fat hips, and thin lips, she's jealous of a Q-Tip.
She'd take stupid over fat.
She stuck her fingers down her throat for the very last time today.
And she walked away.
Well, Malcolm's got his image, his rock and his glock.
And if he lives to see twenty, he will have beat the clock.
He's got his ride, and his pride and girls by his side.
He makes his stands with a gun in his hand.
He saw his best friend lying on a stainless steel tray.
And he walked away.
And the destination's clear...anywhere but here.
Chorus:
It doesn't matter that you're lying in the gutter,
It doesn't matter that your brain's all cluttered,
It doesn't matter that you're covered in scars,
You're never in the gutter, with your eyes on the stars..(repeat)
They walk away....They walk away.
So walk away from the boyfriend bruises
and the shame of the game,
that your brain knows its losing.
And that job that you do, that just robs you of who
you can be when you're free of this mentality.
So you're home by the phone, getting stoned all alone,
with your chatroom friends, your Korn and Ramones.
But the phone don't ring, and Joey just sings - sedated.
You gotta learn to hate it.
Chorus:
It doesn't matter that you're lying in the gutter,
It doesn't matter that your brain's all cluttered,
It doesn't matter that you're covered in scars
You're never in the gutter, with your eyes on the stars...(repeat)
They walk away...they walk away
they walk away