Knife in the pocket, pour bleach on the jacket
With Varnet's on
Twenty-five years to go
We walked through the fields with our guns
We walked right into the nieghbor's shed
We left every bottle broken without a second thought in the end
Take a chance on love
How dare you, you're not smart enough
You need a little more cushion behind you
How many times can you break it before giving up?
Never come clean
With your butterfly knife in the pocket
'Left it under the snow all winter- Don't dare to touch it now
I walk around if I can- It's over
And I'd just like to open it so much
I was so ashamed- Well, it's still the same
My sister is staying out of town
Working and sleeping on the ground
Living on syrup and sugar
What she's loosing is going to find her, crawling towards her, looking for her
She'll find it when she gets older
I was so ashamed, but it's still the same
When I looked all around and around, I read my name
Written on the black list, and the back of my fist, and the back of my lids
It's still the same
You stop, pick it the hell up
'Never got old so you can't get enough of it
Throw it way again and again
Use your paws, you young kitten
Dirty yourself and never come clean
Prove it- That you're not smart enough to see it
No one will believe you already know it-
How to stay young when your eyes won't show it
Put your hand in your pocket, 'show me what you've got there now