I held your hair,
When you were drunk,
I held your hand when you had fever,
But all this counts,
For nothing now,
I made you hate me and then leave,
And tears go dry,
And bodies fail,
And stronger hearts than mine lie empty,
And sex and drugs,
And rock and roll,
Won't change the way that I feel now,
And all that's left,
Is to grow old,
Grow old and hate your younger self,
And fool yourself,
When you pretend,
That you know more than you did then,
And tears go dry,
And bodies fail,
And stronger hearts than mine lie empty,
And sex and drugs,
And rock and roll,
Won't change the way that I feel now.