You tattooed yourself what a piece of art Youve already broken your mothers heart When I was your age working my ass off Your generations soft
Reality is always such a drag For barely blooming eighteens The barely blooming eighteen Wants to know Whats keeping her from searching
You cannot pierce that and Youre dressed too tight Got a lot to learn about wrong and right So dye you hair, dads gonna wash it out Come on wash out your mouth
Reality is always such a drag For barely blooming eighteens The barely blooming eighteen Wants to know Whats hiding in the shadow Reality reality reality is always Reality is always...