I'm a picture on your wall I'm arrogant, seen it all
Like a hideous new disease
Give me something I can do
I'm a morning filled with shame But I don't know it's name
Does your mother know what you've seen? Does your mother know where you've been?
What are you gonna do now?
What are you gonna say now?
What are you gonna feel now?
Where are you gonna go now?
And I'm certainly not ashamed
Young hearts all the same