I remember, the sickness was forever I remember, the snow videos Cold Septembers, the distances we covered The fistfights on the beach, the busies round us up Do it all again next week, an embryonic love The first time that it's scarred Embarrass yourself for someone, crying like a child And the boy you kicked Tom's head in, still bugs me now That's the thing, it lingers, and clears you when you're down I was far too scared to hit him, but I would hit him in a heartbeat now That's the thing with anger, it begs to stick around So it could bleach you of your beauty, and leave you spent without your lover Makes you hurt the ones who love you You hurt them like they're nothing You hurt them like they're nothing You hurt them like they're nothing See I spent my teens enraged, spiraling in silence And I armed myself with a grin, cos I was always the *** joker Buried in the humour, amongst the white noise Boys, boys, locked the room talking lines, lines Drenched in cheap drink and snide facts A mirrored picture of my old man Oh God, the kid's a damn heart Can't he turn up, but he looks sad God, the kid looks so sad God, the kid looks so sad God, the kid looks so sad She said the dead, the dead, the dead So I thought about shifting gear And now she worked, and worked, and worked well But luck came and died on her I see my mother, the DWPC are numb She cries on the floor, we've come We're seventeen going under We're seventeen going under We're seventeen going under We're seventeen going under We're seventeen going under We're seventeen going under We're seventeen going under We're seventeen going under We're seventeen going under