I think i’m gonna start a band
That great depression is at hand
People will mourn across the land
Yeah, i’m gonna start a band
Or maybe i should write a book
And let the critics have a look
They’ll hail me as the new james joyce
The audience won’t have a choice
Chorus
You know that i love you
You know that i need you
Sixteen years tomorrow
And i’ll never leave
I’m just 16 and tired of life
Under my pillow is a knife
I’m sick and tired of this world
But yet i haven’t kissed a girl
I know this world is full of pain
And yeah, i have been cried in vain
‘cause my dog died the other day
Nothing can wash the tears away
Chorus
Na na…
And i won’t sing that i love you
I only sing things that are true
And i won’t sing no la la la la la
Because i’m not in love with you
Chorus (x3)
