Stare out the window
You can apost make the time go
You don apost even know why you aposre here
Wait for the weekend to go off the deep end
And make everything disappear
You aposre lost in a teenage jail
So you and so vicious and so frail
Where something is always for sale
You aposre lost in a teenage jail
You aposre not like your mothers
You aposre not like the others
You aposre not quite like anyone else
They don aposi even know you
Got nothing to show you
So get something good for yourself