Singing songs
They'll never understand
Tempo drifts
In half-cut wonderlands
Back when you were beautiful,
They'd smile and shake your hand
Friendship comes,
But it mostly goes
You mark the time
With your fading clothes
Back when you were beautiful,
You'd pass it off as pose
You walk for hours,
Your feet like lead
You keep your secrets
Locked inside your heads
Back when you were beautiful,
The needle pushed the red