Anita, it's time for me to go
Anita, it's time for me to go

"Anita, do you recall
How I loved you then?"
"You never loved me at all"
"Oh, of course I did"
"No"
"You know I did"

I need a basement for my thoughts
I need a convent on my block

I need wounds bound, my lady
And if you must know
I'm going home, I'm going home
I'm going
I'm going

Oh, where have you been
When I need friends?
Now I need some place to hang my head

I need some place to hang my head
I need some place to hang my head