Lyrics
He sits on the steps of the council building
Waiting every Thursday for the doors to open
The train is due at half past seven
He's waiting for a sign from heaven
His father left him full of scars and worry
His mother not a fan of monogomy
He takes her hand and then he pulls her in
She sturns away not interested
As he goes on like nothing's wrong
Try to forget the pains of our youth
These lessons, lessons on how to be a man
He's never known of a healthy love
He modeled all his ways from his broken mum
Who taught him to lie even to himself
He's beating on a broken drum