Wasted Youth. Wasted Youth. . I remember everything. I remember every little thing as if it only happened yesterday. I was barely seventeen, and I once killed a boy with a fender guitar.
All the crap all the lies that they telling you. And all the things that you don't really wanna do. You're pushed in to it man you wanna quit. . Loneliness' don't really mean a thing.
I saw you last night in my dreams, love. I awoke as the clock was strikin' four. But I didn't think that I'd meet you. And now as you walk through the door.