Let me go
Peter Pan, man, please, just let me go
You are choking me and don't you know
All you promised me was never so
I've grown too old
Apologize
For every dream you gave me
Apologize,
For every time you fed me only lies
I believed you'd save me
You never tried, you never tried
Think your own happy thoughts
Because mine have run out
Wendy's dead
Her tomb is vacant but
Wendy's dead
So are all the worlds inside her head
In the backstreets of your smile she bled
Now Wendy's dead
Lights, they fade
Rain stabs hard as they
Slowly fade
You broke my heart, now I'm so afraid
My life is dripping from your razor blade
Into my grave
Think your own happy thoughts
Because mine have run out
Your pixie dust is dirt by now
And so, my friend, are you
Think your own happy thoughts
Because mine have run out
Your pixie dust is dirt by now
And so, my friend...
And so... my friend
I... I forget