Texty: New End Original. 14-41.

14 to 41
Start blind, end up dumb
You're 16, You're 23, you're 32, you're 41....
14 to 41
Start blind, end up dumb
You're 16, You're 23, you're 32, you're 41....

Gonna leave it all behind and not say sorry
yea you are always right, so why worry?
You learn to steal and lie to friends -- You trust no one
My birthday's comin' around again...

14 to 41
Start blind, end up dumb
You're 16, You're 23, you're 32, you're 41....

And there is no other way
And there is no other
I'm waiting for the bell to ring.
I'm always older.
Pressures and folds of fat and lip-stained lipstick calenders

all hide under marriage porcelain that I'm falling over
My birthday, My birthday, My worst day.
My Birthday's comin around again --

14 to 41
Start blind. End up dumb.
You're 16, You're 23, You're 32, You're 41...
14 to 41
Start blind. Always end up dumb.
You're 16, You're 23, You're 32, You're 41...

Yea you're 32, you're 41.
You're all those things and then your none
You're through all that, you've just begun.