We had dreams of fame and success
But look at you now a sickly mess
Used to be a joke now it's not so cool
You're looking like a fool
I was there when you wept stripped off your pride
When you crawled in the gutter I was at your side
But I can't do this watch you fall apart
It breaks my heart
You're on the wrong side of town (and I can't help you)
It's been 6 months still think of you
Are you still shooting dope with the same old crew
Man I know you come from a broken home
But you were never alone
But some seem bound to burn out quick
Live fast die young it's the same old shit
It was all revolution and teenage dreams
Suicidal schemes
You're on the wrong side of town (and I can't help you)
Tell me what you're looking for
A purpose or just something to kill the bore?
Or maybe to go out in flames?
Misunderstood or pathetically self-proclaimed
You're on the wrong side of town (and I can't help you)