Even when you're lookingnOut of a body that's one day awaynFrom being a corpsenYou still feel eighteen on the insidennThis is something you should knownThere's no escaping getting oldnBut did I hear that when I was told sonWhen I was eighteen on the outsidennEven when you're smilingnFrom the side of your mouthnI can hear you say that you want outnYou still feel carefree on the insidennSomebody come through that windownAnd get me out of herenI thought we'd go through togethernBut I've never been so wrongn