There she goes
The girl with the thorns
A crown to which she was born

She gets lost and torn
At times in a war
Looking for sinking scores


There's a boy in constant dismay crowding in the doorway
Thinking of rooms all painted pale blue

Are we just walking through

Ooh

Ooh
Ooh
It's a vacant youth


So come all you youth
Vacant and true

Take your seat on the floor
We blew out the walls with our youthful wrongs
But hey

We still got those songs

Ooh

Ooh
Ooh
It's a vacant youth


So hey misanthrope
You terrible joke

Do the women come and go
Well fashionable quote and Michelangelo look all too painfully wrote


Ooh
Ooh
Ooh

It's a vacant youth

And it's a vacant youth

Well I guess it's a vacant youth

Sons of daughters

Daughters of fathers
Those barren-railed plans we become
A job in defense for a white picket fence

Well I wish you well in the end

Ooh

Ooh
Ooh
It's a vacant youth

It's a vacant youth
It's a vacant
It's a vacant youth