Lyric

I’m sick of sugar-coated lies, don’t need your sympathy

And don’t lecture me with what’s "right," it’s all just noise to me

Give me the cold, hard truth or give me nothing at all

(Scoffs) Is that it? Is that all you’ve got to say?

Just a little boy acting tough while the shadows play?

Ah—

That’s how it is, that’s all this ever was

Don’t think I’m trying to read your mind, just because—

We’re standing on the edge, on the Runway tonight

Ready for the takeoff, out of your sight

Looking like a stray cat, shivering in the rain

Don’t look at me with those eyes, I won’t feel your pain

You don’t know a thing about the life that I lead

It’s a dead-end street, a hunger you can’t feed

Ah—Stream on the cat!

Looking like a stray cat, looking for a home

Don’t stare at me like that, I’m better off alone

But if you really want to follow, if you want to play

Do whatever you want, I’m looking the other way

Ah—Stream on the cat!

Hmm? Is that so?

I’m still on the fence, babe... deciding where to go

This ain't a joke, quit laughing in my face

Suit yourself, kid... get out of my space!

Ah—Ah—