Outside the opera house in Sydney
I saw my life come crashing to its end.
I cried out to the scale-tipper
On whom all living things depend.

Strings of Giuseppe Verdi suffused the evening air.
I wished, I wished, I wished that God would kill me
Instead of leaving me alone to see you standing there before me,
That sad look on your face

You took me to so many places I never thought I’d go.
That was the worst place.

Yeah we did our manners proud
On the night we said goodbye.
No big scenes out there on the sidewalk
As we pinpointed the place where all good things go to die.

I know you hate it when I get my headaches
Well, I got a real gem tonight
Listening to Katia Ricciarelli,
It's not going to be alright.

And I’d like to think that this will pass, this will pass.
I know it's not the case.
Of all the highs and lows and middle-ends you brought me to,
This is the worst place.


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