Papers through, I'm leaving you todayTaxicab outside, I'm on my wayI am no longer married to youAnd you are sure not married to meAnd the only thing we have to shareAre some bitter memories, oh yeahOh yeahAnd just because I'm leaving homeIt doesn't mean I must be strongI hold my head and stand so proudI'm moving to my rented accommodationOh yeahOh, I need accommodationAll the things I might have seen and doneIf I hadn't married him so youngI got a career and a house and carBy the age of 23He said, oh yeah, I'm married to youHe said, I was a lucky girlAnd for years I didn't believe himOh yeahOh yeahThis wretched mansion house we shareThe luxuries are everywhereI fall so gracefully to earthAnd just because I'm leaving you todayTo my little dark time roomI need accommodationThe fact I don't have youIsn't my kind of situationI can't get up in the morningsI want to rise in the morningsYeahSuddenly I'm so aliveAnd thinking for myselfEvery day I'm thinking for myselfEveryday decisions make thisLife seems so real and complete nowI could take a bicycleAnd ride along the Great Wall of ChinaOh yeahI hang my favorite picture on my wallSunday afternoons I can't ride and drawOn Sunday afternoons I can't ride and drawOn Sunday afternoons I can't ride and drawOne Sunday afternoon, I can't ride and drawTo get out of the world, such a beautiful placeAnd it's so beautiful to be freeTo the only reason to surviveTo get the message back to himOh yeah, oh yeahI live among the streets so poorNo jobs, no food, no hope at allAnd now I hear my neighbor screamYou get it all and more in a rented accommodationLiving and living in a rented accommodationIn a rented accommodationIn a rented accommodation