Show me, show me, show me a starry-eyed kid and I will break his jaw
I won't let him get his hopes up, I will save him from himself
Here's a picture and a note that says don't turn out like me - it's only
For you own good
Haven't you heard the word on the streets is that I lost it, called it quits
Oh well get yourself out into the sun, out from behind the gossip screens
This story is getting old
The home wrecker with the heart of gold
I've got you locked up in the trunk in my mind
Keep talking, keep this alive
Even when there's nothing left worth living for, you're still worth lying for
And I won't tell, oh no, no one has to know - it only gets worse -
When you come home I won't ask whose arms you've been in...
Darling
