This night is getting very long,
And I'd really like to write a song
About love and war and peace and hate,
And all these things I've gotta take.

Now, don't you get me wrong.
I really like this song.
But I don't know, I've got much left to right,
And I don't remember ever being right.

And so I'm out of down,
And I sound just like a clown.
But at least I can't get lower than this,
And maybe, finally, I'll get kissed.

So, it's only forward or up from this day,
And when I'm not OK I just go away,
And sit somewhere with a nice view,
And try real hard not to think of you.

You left me alone some October night.
You said I wasn't true, you said I lied.
But I don't know what you wanted to hear.
There's no more truth than that my dear.

So go away I wanna go to sleep.
It's this little habit I like to keep.
It's your loss anyway, don't you see,
Coz it was you that was looking for me.

So I'm not gonna keep with this song any more.
It had love and hate. No peace no war.
It had three chords and about three notes to go along,
And I don't know if I hope you like my song.