She never really had the chances That some of the kids she saw showed her She was rarely asked to dances Or just afternoon at the pictures in the back row She thought she had all the answers Decided to go her own way Alone in her room on a Friday night Saw her face in a broken mirror So black and blue life knocks you about Black and blue So black and blue Life knocks you about Black and blue Feeling so angry All the minutes tick by Stuck in one room Just living a lie Just another person To sit in that chair Someone to talk to Show that they care So black and blue Speaking on the telephone To her friends she thought she knew so well But they don't want to know you When you're down and angry, no gossip to tell Empty words lying on the table Same response, just run out of fags Start rolling up the dog ends Sit waiting for someone to come round Sit waiting for someone to come round