Thirteen on High - WHY?

I’ve seen my shadow make the grass not grow

in a strange approximation of my sorrow

So I know I’m framed in pain to see

But here the maid does come before I show

and after I go

And she has not seen me

No she has not seen me

cause I am a obliterated

get close and be frustrated

oh I am a obliterated

by the end of the night

wo-oah the end of the night (x 3)

the bay awakes to the whispers of dawn

take the cigarette slow and watch them go

by the rise of the sun they’ll all be gone

and they have not seen me

no they have not seen me

cause I am a obliterated

get close and be frustrated

oh I am a obliterated

by the end of the night

wo-oah the end of the night (x 3)