Now I know
How life can be cruel
Perhaps I'm a fool
Maybe Naive
Immature
Would sum me up best
Back in those days when
He told me
That his brother had
Been to bed with her
Her I loved her
My first love
Was sleeping around
Used and been spat out
I cried in my sleep at night
I did it all of the time
I wanted to leave
Don't she convinced me
Why move far away
Stay at home with we
Looking back I knew
The end had to come
She knew more than me
She did that a lot
I think I'm going out
Unlucky in love
Have you got some drugs
Have another beer
Cry another tear
Police pass me by
It's been a long long night
I'm walking home
I'll make it home
Where is my home
Please take me home
Winter scene
The bedroom and me
Cigarette and tea
And I'm staring
Out of windows
The bus going by
Story of my life