Backyard Babies - Eight-Balled Lyrics

I've seen you in the nightclub
I've seen you dressed up right
But your heart's not beating through your pale white skin
That's how i know that you'll never win

Ah, ah it's just a dead end
And there ain't no turning back
I took your place you were a king for a day
But somehow you never learn

I didn't ask for this, it's just the way things turn
And it hurts to go down in flames
Ah, ah it's just a dead end
And there ain't no turning back

You got eight balls baby as a mattres in your bed
13 tattooed on the back of your head
Where will you go when all the things you see are black
You try to change

Maybe grow young
Jump on a bandwagon and lose
It's just a dead end
And there ain't no turning back