She once was 17 but she never fall in love Because she never felt the same Like the other ones at school Like all the other boys and girls around
Misery Talk to me Youth and greed Walk with me
Now she's 33 but there isn't anything The really changed in her life, not a moment, not a while She is married, bore a child Growing old, growing older all the time and she cries
A whining sound Slips from her mouth Trapped in here And no way out
Wait a while Wait a while Mommy's pills Will bring you to the other side
Wait a while Wait a while Daddy's razorblades Will make you feel so fine