Property - The Kinks

My bags are packed, I guess its time for me to go.

I cant say where Im headed, cause I just dont know.

When I think of what Ill be losing,

Its hard to move along,

But its harder just to stay here,

Knowing that I dont belong.

Ill be in touch, dont worry, Ill be calling you.

Ive got no plans, Im not sure where Im going to.

Its hard to keep from crying,

After all that weve been through.

Ive taken everything I need,

Now all thats left belongs to you.

You take the photographs, the ones of you and me,

When we both posed and laughed to please the family.

Nobody noticed then we wanted to be free,

And now theres no more love,

Its just the property.

Its hard to keep from crying,

After all that weve been through.

Now that its all over, now that you and I are free,

Now theres nothing left except the bit of property.

Started off with nothing, started off just you and me,

Now that its all over you can keep the property.

And all the little gifts we thought wed throw away,

The useless souvenirs bought on a holiday.

We put them on a shelf, now theyre collecting dust.

We never needed them, but they outlasted us.