You're the one, and I'm telling everyone Save your breath, I'd never mindBut you don't know, what I'm all about Like getting cops and meeting killersMy enemies are all too familiar They're the ones, who used to call me friendsThey're colouring outside your guidelines They're passing out, you are passing outYou're bruisedOne, two, three, four, who's punk, what's the score?I got a friend, her name is Vodka Cigarettes and peering inSo my hair was blue, my mouth was green I like her mind, she hates to seeMy enemies are all too familiar They're the ones, who used to call me friendsThey're colouring outside your guidelines They're passing out, you are passing outYou're bruisedOne, two, three, four, who's punk, what's the score?You're on your own, you're all alone