For the Girl

Well, she said, "I know, but I just can't tell

Everything that you've just been sayin'"

Lucy was there as well in the dark

When the kids in the band were playin'

No one could hear a word or tell

What the girl was singin'

She just must've been 16 or 18

I'm just past carin'

She was into the Stones when I was into the Roses

She was breakin' my bones when I was bustin' their noses

She would tell me a secret, I would lose it the next day

Young love pleases you easy, makes you sick in a bad way

And all the while the girl sang, "La, la, la, la," she sang

Kickin's for my sweetheart, bruises that I just don't miss

And she said, "I can't love ya anymore than this"

Oh, she said, she said, "Oh, no, no, no"

Then again, "Yes, why don't ya kill me?"

I said, "Wait a minute, stop right there

Sweetheart, you know that don't thrill me"

Said I would've been in there if only I'd been a little bit nicer

I was dead by Sunday, half dead skint just tryna please her

She was gettin' me pills when I was into her best friend

She was chasin' the thrills and livin' out in the West End

She was pretty in places, I lived under her window

She said, "Take me to London, tell me somethin' I don't know"

And all the while the girl sang, "La, la, la, la," she sang

Kickin's for my sweetheart, bruises that I just don't miss

And she said, "I can't love ya anymore than this"

She was into the Stones when I was into the Roses

She was breakin' my bones when I was bustin' their noses

She would tell me a secret, I would lose it the next day

Young love pleases you easy, makes you sick in a bad way

And all the while the girl sang, "La, la, la, la," she sang

Kickin's for my sweetheart, bruises that i just don't miss

And she said, "I don't like you, you can't stand me

I can't love ya anymore than this"