A little violence A little thunder Old me is better now Off in the distance We used to climb The wall in the garden To get the ball from Mr. Harding Now I'm just like you Hanging out with the dead end blues How do I forget about you Hanging out with the dead end blues I'm dreaming of another life Where the good girls cry I'm going to Mexico to get a butterfly knife I'm dreaming of another life Where we left behind Everything that kept us in the place We swore we never die I'm dreaming of another life A ten pack of regal And empty lager cans In the car park and needles Can I forget about you You bring me down with the dead end blues How do I forget about you Strung me out with the dead end blues I'm dreaming of another life Where the good girls cry I'm going down to Mexico to get a butterfly knife I'm dreaming of another life Where the wrong girls right I'm going down to make sure she's not crazy Or staying up all night I'm dreaming of another life I'm dreaming of another life Where the good girls cry I'm going to Mexico to get a butterfly knife I'm dreaming of another life Where we left behind Everything that kept us in the place We swore we never die I'm dreaming of another life