She said "I'm going home, I need to be alone"
And anyone could've figured it out but you
You wondered if it was your clothes, the twisted bones in your toes
But anyway that's something you'll never know
Hey, hey come on, let her go
You're gonna get better or you're gonna go down
But you don't have to take it personally
There you were staring at her, walking away in her dress
"It's not about you, dear, it's all about me"
Her words returning again, ringing in your head
And not a clue how it came to an end
Hey, hey come on, let her go
You're gonna get better or you're gonna go down
But you don't have to take it personally
Like the moth to flame, we are all the same
You burn, you cry, you die, you heal, then back in the game
Hey, hey come on, let her go
You're gonna get better or you're gonna go down
But you don't have to take it personally
Oh, you don't have to take it personally
No you don't have to take it personally