I'm running down the road
With a bottle in my hand
Don't know what i'm doing
I think i'm going mad
Trying to tell myself that i'll be ok
That's what i tell myself every single day
I get gutted cos it seems that
It always happens to me
In the end i know i'll be ok
It's a teenage fantasy
It's alright, i can take it
It's alright, i don't care
It's alright, i ain't crying
It's alright
I thought there would be a change but i
I was prove wrong
The sc*m crawl from everywhere
Where does the sc*m belong
But in the end i know i'll win
I won't run away and hide
I'll come back to face you all
I won't swallow my pride