How can I forget your tender smile. Moments that I have shared with you. Our hearts may break but they’re on their way. And there’s nothing I can do. So do what you gotta do. And don’t misunderstand me. You know you don’t ever have to worry ’bout me. I’d do it again. I can understand that it can’t be. Guess it’s hard as you were meant for me. But I can’t hide my own dispair. I guess I never will. So do what you gotta do. And don’t misunderstand me. You know you don’t ever have to worry ’bout me. I’d do it again. So tired of life. No fairytale. So hold your fire. ‘Cause I need you. So do what you gotta do. And don’t misunderstand me. You know you don’t ever have to worry ’bout me. I’d do it again. Do what you gotta do. And don’t misunderstand me. You keep going over every word that we’ve said. But you don’t have to worry about me.
— Beth Gibbons & Rustin Man