The Beautiful View Songtext

You couldn't even make it there on time, could you?
Well I hope you missed the best part.
Just a reminder that I was sixteen and it's further behind now than it's ever been.
That stupid behaviour gave a good bruise.
Sixteen or not, I'm still being used.
I couldn't even hide myself at any time, could I?
Something always gives me away.
My arms are folding, my foot's through the floor
and I don't want to play any more.
The walls have been painted a sad, sky blue