Text: David Bowie. Scary Monsters. Because You're Young.

Psycho delicate girl, come out to play
Little metal faced boy, don't stay away
They're so war torn and resigned she can't talk anymore
What are they trying to prove? What would they like to find?

It's love back to front and no sides, like I say
These pieces are broken, like I say
These pieces are broken
Hope I'm wrong but I know

Because you're young, you'll meet a stranger some night
Because you're young, what could be nicer for you
But it makes me sad
So I'll dance my life away
A million dreams, a million scars

He punishes hard, was loving her such a crime
She took back everything, she said, "Left him nearly out of his mind"
They're people I know people I love
They seem so unhappy, dead, or alive

It's love back to front and no sides, like I say
These pieces are broken, like I say
These pieces are broken
Hope I'm wrong but I know

Because you're young, you'll meet a stranger some night
Because you're young, what could be nicer for you
And it I'll make me sad
So I'll dance my life away
A million dreams, a million scars

A million, a million scars
A million, a million dreams
A million, a million
A million, a million

A million