At seventeen you think
That things will all work out
Clear nights and alcohol
There’s no-one else about
And all along I knew
It wouldn’t be okay
Making conversation
With nothing left to say
I’m free to run away
And make a brand new start
Maybe I’ll save my feelings
But I’m breaking someone’s heart
Maybe you shouldn’t play this game
But it’s a kind of art
Maybe you shouldn’t say these things
As you see how they tear me apart
You fell on your head and you’re seeing stars
But they were there from the start
I’m looking at the sky
I’ll never be like you
But then I turn away again
Now what a thing to do
And all along I knew
I knew it wasn’t fair
Shadows in the doorways
But there’s nobody there
I’m free to turn around
And make a brand new start
Maybe I’ll save your feelings
But you said I’ve got no heart
Maybe I shouldn’t play this game
But it’s a kind of art
Maybe I shouldn’t do these things
As I know that they tear you apart
You fell on your head and you’re seeing stars
But they were there from the start