I’ve missed the train

Oh, I’m so sorry

How am I supposed to feel?

My heart is drowning

No one to blame

No one but myself

But the streets won’t go away

Despite the darkness, no

So I walk my lane

Across the lightnings

Yes I’m pretty well aware of what I’m saying

I’m home again, I see you crying

But the tears don’t kill the pain

You have to fight it

“Boy, your future’s lost”

Is there still a chance to save my world?

I don’t want to grow up

Is there still a chance to save my soul?

I don’t want to know, no

I’ve missed the train

Oh, I’m so sorry

But I’m really not afraid of what it’s coming

Are you ashamed or disappointed?

Am I guilty for the sin of being honest, sir?

“Boy, your future’s lost”

Is there still a chance to save my world?

I don’t want to grow up

Is there still a chance to save my soul?

I don’t want to know

I’ve missed the train, oh-aaah

I’ve missed the train, oh-aaah

…And this is all my fault

“Boy, your future’s lost”

Is there still a chance to save my world?

I don’t want to grow up;

Is there still a chance to save my soul?

So I wanted to say to you, to you:

I don’t want to know, no