She opened her heart to a tearaway, a sheepskin tearaway He was covered in scars and full of heroin Everyone said from the start, not one single thing could ever be okay She didn't listen anyway
She just opened her heart, and threw her cares away At night they held on so tight in the dark, he brushed her hair away She heard him say: "All my life I've been fighting and making the best of a indeed very bad lot, very bad lot, very bad lot indeed..."
All your fighting got you nowhere If nowhere's here with you on my skin And you could fight forever but if you killed them all you'd never win So give me your surrender, there are other ways to kill the pain that stuff'll never mend you It's like trying to dry your eyes in the pouring rain.
She opened her heart to a tearaway, a sheepskin tearaway All covered in scars and full of heroin Tearaway, a sheepskin tearaway...
