Ann Beretta - Baker St. lyrics

Sitting on the tracks, With
The river rolling by, i
Got a lot of shit, Stuck on my mind
So I take it all out on my
Very best friend, You know it's goodbye
And we'll do the end i try
Not to bring it all down at
Once, It wasn't my plan, it's not what I
Want, I got no ticket
And I got no place to go 25
Years with nothing to show, and still
I walk the tracks alone, and wash my hands
In the river below
And follow the streets to find
My home finger on
The trigger, So I pull it in
My side, Still fighting with myself
Still fighting
Inside, So I take it all out on my
Very best friend, You know it's goodbye
And we'll do the end i try
Not to bring it all down
At once, It wasn't my plan, It's not
What I want, I got no ticket
And I got no place to go
25 years with nothing to show, and
Still I walk the tracks alone, and wash
My hands in the river below
And follow the streets to find my
Home sitting on the tracks, with the river
Rolling by, I got a lot of
Shit, Stuck on my mind, so I
Take it all out on my very
Best friend, You know it's goodbye
And we'll do the end