When I get to Warwick Avenue, meet me by the entrance of the tube. We can talk things over a little time. Promise me you won't stand by the light. When I get to Warwick Avenue, please draw the past and the truth. Don't say we're okay just because I'm here. You hurt me bad, but I won't shed a tear. I'm leaving you for the last time, baby. You think you're loving, but you don't love me. I've been confused out of my mind, lady. You think you're loving, but I want to be free. Baby, you've hurt me. When I get to Warwick Avenue, we'll spend an hour, but no more than two. Our only chance to speak once more. I showed you answers, now here's the door. When I get to Warwick Avenue, I'll tell you, baby, that we're through. I'm leaving you for the last time, baby. You think you're loving, but you don't love me. I've been confused out of my mind, lady. You think you're loving, but you don't love me. I want to be free. Baby, you've hurt me. All the days spent together, I wish for better. But I didn't want the train to come. Now it's departed. I'm brokenhearted. Seems like we never started. All those days spent together, when I wish for better. And I didn't want the train to come. Oh, no. Oh, no. You think you're loving, but you don't love me. I want to be free. Baby, you've hurt me. You don't love me. I want to be free. Baby, you've hurt me. You don't love me.