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)