Hey, exile, you found out early
That youth could be so blind
No need for words
I can tell just by your face
It don't matter what it means to you
He can smile through those times
Hey, Jaded, as it starts to show
You know it's real
Why so sad?
It's the Rock n Roll we made
My principles they rule me
But not this time, my sweet
And the howling wind
Through the rocks below
It calls, "I know when"
It don't matter what it means to you
He can smile through those times
Chicane, a choice? But there's only one...
Hey, ruined, your innocence is gone
And now the tomb's complete
You feel so hot
When you brush against my skin.
The week it might say twenty
You didn't even make a play
And the howling wind
Through the rocks below
It calls, "Come on down!"
It don't matter what it means to you
He can smile through those times, yeah
