Mystery Jets Twenty One
The boy cried wolfe can't take it any more
They all tried to help him but he heard it all before
Now he sits in a room with a lock on the door
Compare to those arms and staring at the floor
The boy don't look it there at 21
But you already feel like half your life is gone
And you're close to the edge but you're hanging on
Do yourself a favour don't do yourself any harm
And you want to tell your story but you don't know where to start
Well you mother's pretty loaded but she don't have a heart,
Well you met the rich and famous and they're screwed up just the same,
Even love will tear us apart don't ease the pain.
You can wipe the blood from your shoes and the tear from your eye
But the scars up your arms are harder to hide
And drawing on a cigarette hoping your head will clear
Is like rubbing on a lmap until a gennie will appear
And the last time you counted you were 23
But you still don't know who you want to be
And all of your heroes have took there own lives
But do yourself a favour and take my advice
You want to tell a story but you don't know where to start
Well you mother's pretty loaded but she don't have a heart
And you met the rich and famous and they're screwed up the same
Even love will tear us apart don't ease the pain
And boy you don't look it there at 21,
But you already feel like half your life is gone,
And your close to the edge but you're hanging on,
Well do yourself a favour though don't do yourself any harm,
If you want to tell a story but you don't know where to start,
Well your mother's pretty lonely but she don't have a heart,
And you met the rich and famous and they're screwed up the same,
Even love will tear us apart don't ease the pain.
