Once in a house on a hill
a boy got angry
He broke into my heart

For a day and a night
I stayed beside him
until I had no hope

So I came down the hill
Of course I was hurt
but then I started to think

It shouldn’t hurt me to be free
It’s what I really need
to pull myself together
but if it’s so good being free
would you mind telling me
why I don’t know what to do with myself ?


There’s a bar by the dock
where I found myself
drinking with this man

He offered me a cigarette
and I accepted
‘cause it’s been a very long time

As it burned ’til the end,
I thought of the boy
no one could ever forget

It shouldn’t hurt me to be free
It’s what I really need
to pull myself together
but if it’s so good being free
would you mind telling me
why I don’t know what to do with myself ?

to pull myself together
but if it’s so good being free
would you mind telling me
why I don’t know what to do with myself ?

to pull myself together
but if it’s so good being free
would you mind telling me
why I don’t know what to do with myself ?