The boy who cried wolf couldn't take it anymore   They all tried to help but he'd heard it all before   Now he sits in a room with a lock on the door   Holding pictures in his arms and staring at the floor      Oh boy, you don't look a day over twenty one   But you already feel like half your life has gone   And you're close to the edge but you're hanging on   Do yourself a favour, don't do yourself any harm      And you want to tell your story but you don't know where to start   Well, your mother's pretty lonely but she don't have a heart   And you met the rich and famous and they're screwed up the same   Even "love will tear us apart" don't ease the pain      You can wipe the blood from your shoes and the tear from your eye   But the scars on your arms, well, they're harder to hide   Drawing on a cigarette, hoping your head will clear   Is like rubbing on a lamp untill a genie appears      The last time you counted you were twenty three   But you still don't know who you want to be   All of your heroes took their own lives   Do yourself a favour and take my advice      And you want to tell your story but you don't know where to start   Well, your mother's pretty lonely but she don't have a heart   And you met the rich and famous and they're screwed up the same   Even "love will tear us apart" don't ease the pain      Oh boy, you don't look a day over twenty one   But you already feel like half your life has gone   And you're close to the edge but you're hanging on   Do yourself a favour, don't do yourself any harm      And you want to tell your story but you don't know where to start   Well, your mother's pretty lonely but she don't have a heart   And you met the rich and famous and they're screwed up the same   Even "love will tear us apart" don't ease the pain