Anita

anita, it's time for me to go 
anita, it's time for me to go 
"anita, do you recall, how i loved you then?" 
"you never loved me at all." 
"of course i did." 
"no." 
"you know i did." 
i need a basement for my thoughts i need a convent 
on my block, 
i need wounds bound my lady, and if you must know, 
i'm going home, i'm going home, i'm going 
oh, and where have you been, when i need friends? 
now i need someplace to hang my head. 
i need someplace to hang. 
i need someplace to hang.