Once more just before I'm leaving   Torn on the platform   Once more just before I'm leaving   Torn on the platform      'Cause I miss you and I love you   And I know this is over for now   'Cause I miss you, oh, how I miss you   You're not my girl you're my town      A weekend away, leave the city today   Don't want the big smoke to leave me behind   The train leaves at 2, Platform 3 Waterloo   50 p to the tramp makes me feel kind      I get a good seat with a window   My feet are up on the one in front everyone stares   But why do they care? Like there's feelings in chairs   Stuck for 3 hours until I get there      My eyes, eyes, eyes are not dry, dry, dry   As I realize-lize-lize   That in a few minutes this train will be gone   Sighs, sighs, sighs, city flies, flies, flies   Wonder why, why, why   Would anyone want to leave where I come from?      I'm torn on the platform   I'm torn on the platform   I'm torn on the platform      It's 1:58, wish that I had been late   And missed the train and given them an excuse   But what is the use? I've less slack than a noose   Do or die, stay or go, what should I choose?      'Cause my eyes, eyes, eyes are not dry, dry, dry   As I realize-lize-lize   That in a few minutes this train will be gone   Sighs, sighs, sighs, city flies, flies, flies   Wonder why, why, why   Would anyone want to leave where I come from?      I'm torn on the platform   I'm torn on the platform   I'm torn on the platform      Like in a film the motion starts to slow   As the beeping carriage doors begin to close   Momentarily I'm standing froze   Then I jump between the gap, land on the platform flat      I'm not torn on the platform   I'm torn on the platform   I'm torn on the platform