Backyard Babies Eightballed
I've seen you in the nightclub I've seen you dressed up right But your heart's not beating through your pale white skin That's how i know that you'll never win Ah, ah it's just a dead end And there ain't no turning back I took your place you were a king for a day But somehow you never learn I didn't ask for this it's just the way things turn And it hurts to go down in flames Ah, ah it's just a dead end And there ain't no turning back You got eightballs baby as a mattres in your bed 13 tattooed on the back of your head Where will you go when all the things you see are black You try to change Maybe grow young Jump on a bandwagon and lose It's just a dead end And there ain't no turning back
