Teenage anxiety

And if my time would serve me well

Oh what a story I could tell

About the places that I've seen

And the people that I've been

It's tough out there

It's rough out there

I'm beginning to think I've had enough out there

It's tough out there

It's rough out there

It ain't what we been told out there

They shot my hero in the street

And as I sing the world still weeps