3, 6, 9

I feel 
I feel tired 
Awake all night 
Heads so heavy like a waste basket 

I feel choke 
Emotionally broke 
 [bad word] around still at the night 

I feel alone 
I want out 
I want on my own 
I want everything I own 

I find letters, pictures 
Memories of which I can't seem to let go 
In your bedside table in your pocket in your wallet 
You'll know 

Abusive 
stranger in bed 
Elusive 
Forget everything you said 
Youve got the right to have that hand on your own 
But the moment you hit it you're on your own 

You already took over 
Want now you want to hit the road 
In love like a [bad word] on 'need to float' 

I don't need 5 times a day 
To tell me to go 

3 6 9 
You drink wine 
Monkey on your back you feel just fine 

Free 
Free, everything you ever wanted 

 [bad word] me