Yes it hurt when you said I was childish
But what hurt the most is that you were so right
I cried with intention to grab your attention
Failing night after night
And they say that the way to a girl’s heart
Is showing that you have a sensitive side
But sensitive isn’t inventing a drama
And taking her on for the ride

What a scene, I was only fifteen
The world was a thorn in my side
I look back and wish I could retract
Get myself in a headlock and hide
A headlock and hide

And the dress that you showcased was average
So why did I lie and say that you were the best?
I figured you might come dance closer
Then when you breathed in I could feel your chest
And at discos to fight was to love
And to love was to be in the ranks with your friends
The length of a kiss or the girls you dismissed
Whatever the fashion or trend

What a scene, I was only fifteen
The world was a thorn in my side
I look back and wish I could retract
Get myself in a headlock and hide
A headlock and hide

I’m the first to admit I was so full of shit
That my ego was bursting with ease
I blamed the others, their sisters and brothers
And picked myself up off my knees
Up off my knees

For all you despise may I apologise
Can we talk now it’s been several years
Coz the wounds are all healed at my end
The ego has gone and so have the tears
Yes it hurt when you said I was childish
But what hurt the most is that you were so right
A love full of friction, religious restrictions
Failing me night after night

What a scene, I was only fifteen
The world was a thorn in my side
I look back and wish I could retract
Get myself in a headlock and hide

What a scene, I was only fifteen
The world was a thorn in my side
I look back and wish I could retract
Get myself in a headlock and hide
A headlock and hide

Yeah you know I’ve got a sensitive side