Texty:
Pains Of Being Pure At Heart Too Tough

, we never knew you all wrong You never got to die young, still swaying in the cold sun You're too tough to say that it's all too much, so say it's enough

you all along (wrong?) You never got to die young Still swaying in the cold sun Chorus (2x): You're too tough To say that it's all too much So say it

, bricks of concrete The ladies on the corner are selling their bodies, and everybody wants a part in that party I'm hanging out tough, rocking late at