Don't bother, I'll be fine.

Politely saying you neglected me. Downright rude speaking you've ignored me, you treated me lightly. That's why days go by like I'm waiting for your last words that you're leaving...me. Awaiting the final sentence... For the 1st time I'm helpless, don't know what to do. Consequently: " When I get to Warwick Avenue... Meet me by the entrance of the tube. We can talk things over, a little time... Promise me you won't step outta line. When I get to Warwick Avenue... Please drop the past and be true. Don't think we're okay, just because I'm here... You hurt me bad, but I won't shed a tear. I'm leaving you for the last time baby... You think you're loving but you don't love me. I've been confused outta’ my mind lately... You think you're loving but I want to be free. Baby you've hurt me."