Bearing a reckless grin on his bitter face
He's a towheaded hard-boy
Handsome but looks defeated
Their punches land themselves on his pucker-lips
He's quiet, with a tough look in his eyes
Sixteen but looks defeated
He chuckles with his tired mouth as they kick themselves and scream and moan
Like shallow-brained hyenas
Squeezing needless wheezes through their breaths
And he talks about getting out
Taking the piss out of losing out
Over and over
On love and on faith
And they'll laugh and they'll hate
And they'll take him
All the way down
And nothing will pull him out
No nothing will pull him
They'll take him all the way down
And nothing will pull him
No nothing will pull him out
He looks disheveled half the time
Makes a living out of hell
To get himself seen
And to fit in
With the kids he once called mean
He pulls the shades and pulls his hair
Dwells on death and lives off shame while the bad boys wind him up
Acting all sly to get him to believe their lies
And to take him all the way down
And nothing will pull him out
No nothing will pull him
They'll take him all the way down
And what I do
Time and time again
Is fix myself on someone else
When all is not well
Yeah we're all the same in a way or two
Can't find a way around it
Looking for something to pull us out
Just something to pull
Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh
Oh oh
Oh oh oh oh
Oh oh
Oh oh