It doesn't matter what the others may think,

Sticks and stones and all of that they don't know what they're on about,

Those signposts at the end of the road,

For those desperate for experience, something less familiar,

You always hid your bruises so well,

If you were hurting or you didn't care it always took some time to tell,

I would always tend to explode,

There's just something of the child about to the one I want the world to know that I

Don't want to go home tonight, and I don't wanna go home

And there will always be the things you will miss,

You've learnt to leave behind the things you love to know something more than this exists,

Pieces that have dried like cement, torn into so many bits you'd never put the back again,

Behind the rows of houses, the allotments and sheds,

The trains that rattled in and went in all directions God knows where,

The places that are etched in the heart,

They could have killed you, but they gave you life, the light burns brightest in the dark,

And I don't wanna go home tonight, I don't wanna go home tonight,

I don't wanna go home tonight, I don't wanna go home tonight,

I don't wanna go home tonight, I don't wanna go home tonight,

Standing by the roadside in soaking wet clothes,

You swore enough was enough, and that you'd never go home,

Elegantly waiting we laughed til we cried,

We swore enough was enough, enough was enough

It's amazing just how hard you will fight,

But before the young frontier has died, the vineyard it assumes you'd died,

Basking with the heavenly sun, knowing you were safer now, but knowing that your time would come,

Behind the rows of houses, the allotments and sheds,

The trains that rattled in and went in all directions God knows where,

The places that are etched in the heart,

They could have killed you, but they gave you life, the light burns brightest in the dark,

And I don't wanna go home tonight, I don't wanna go home tonight,

I don't wanna go home tonight, I don't wanna go home tonight,

I don't wanna go home tonight, I don't wanna go home tonight,

Standing by the roadside in soaking wet clothes,

You swore enough was enough, and that you'd never go home,

Elegantly waiting we laughed til we cried,

We swore enough was enough, enough was enough