All your years of treasure hunting for thruth and love are stealing all your youth 22 22 is when you said you would improve 
But you all had to loose, cause you already used 22 22 is when they said they would improve... 
You keep scratching yourself with the roses that he left on your bed 
Don't forget they won't make you pretty 
Imprints on your pillow case of history 
Branded on that face 
Your not suppose to be touchin 
All them strangers my love 
Don't you feel betrayed? you thought you had it made 
You shined once in the sun 
Now your days as the pearl are done 22 22, is when you said you would improve 
Haven't they told you my love youre six years past due? 
Ladadadada...