This town   A likely down   Well, my summer in Perth was nice   Gimme Corona   Aeroplanes   And buxom dames   Oh I haven't been sleeping well   I've been a loner      My heart is aching   My back is breaking   It's me   It's you   It's me   It's you      So you've decided on an art school   So it's not that you were trying to be cruel   All she wanted was a boyfriend   Or a means to justifiable ends   Thirty years ago this wouldn't be   I was happy   Last night I flickered off to sleep at four AM   Now it's seven   Well, the ocean is long and deep but I'm gonna try   Maybe I'll die (don't hold me back, don't hold me back,   don't hold me back, don't hold me back)   Maybe I'll die (don't hold me back, don't hold me back,   don't hold me back, don't hold me back)   Maybe I'll die (don't hold me back, don't hold me back,   don't hold me back, don't hold me back)   Maybe I'll die (don't hold me back, don't hold me back,   don't hold me back, don't hold me back)