You tattooes yourself
Like a piece of art
You already broke your mother’s heart
When I was your age, working my ass off
Your generation’s soft
Reality is always such a drag
For barely blooming eighteens
The barely blooming eighteen
Wants to know
What’s keeping her from searching?
You cannot pierce that and
You’re dressed too tight
Got a lot to learn about wrong and right
So dye your hair, dad’s gonna wash it out
Come on wash your mouth
Reality is always such a drag
For barely blooming eighteens
The barely blooming eighteen
Wants to know
What’s hiding in the shadow?
Reality reality reality is always
Reality is always…
Reality is always such a drag
For barely blooming eighteens
The barely blooming eighteen
Wants to know
What’s keeping her from searching?