When my heart is broken who can I turn to?
Couldn’t help but loving them now the tears keep coming.
With lads pulling at my skirt and playing with my heart,
Hurt is easy come by and happiness far away.
Not wanting to be at home I stay on the streets where I get in trouble and my happy future slips from my grasp.
Watching TV until I fall asleep my life is slowly wasting away and I’m not stopping it.