Stare out the window

You can't make the time go

You don't even know why you're here

Wait for the weekend

To go off the deep end

And make everything disappear



You're lost in a teenage jail

So young, so vicious, and so frail

Where something is always for sale

You're lost in a teenage jail



You're not like your mothers

You're not like the others

You're not quite like anyone else

They don't even know you

Got nothin' to show you

So get somethin' good for yourself