The Kid

It's been years since we first met

It's been years since our good days

Oh, the years have got us both

The kid grew a moustache

The moustache grew a conscience

The conscience grew a man

Whatever you put into my heart

I rip it out

Oh yeah, I rip it out

The kid learned a lesson

Cut in half and then measured

A cynical soul, a cynical haircut

Whatever you put into my heart

I rip it out

Oh yeah, I rip it out

The kid

A cynical haircut

Whatever you put into my heart

I rip it out

Oh yeah, I rip it out

Whatever you put into my heart

I rip it out

Oh yeah, I rip it out

The kid

A cynical haircut

I thought you put in

The kid

A cynical haircut

I thought you put in

The kid

A cynical haircut

I thought you put in