I’ll stow away my greys In a padlocked case and in a padlocked room Only to be released When...

I’ll stow away my greys
In a padlocked case and in a padlocked room
Only to be released
When I sing all the songs I wrote about you
Oh, this is the last one I’ll do

I feel better and better and worse and then better
Than ever, than ever, than ever
I feel much better, and better, and worse and then better