When I hear this song, it just feels like trying to get through some aggravating bullshit whether it is a bad relationship or friendship but, in my case, a bad friend group. This song just leaves me feeling angry it reminds me of how it felt to deal with my childish immature annoying bizarre group of people I used to call my friends, they go around stealing breaking things picking fights with random people doing drugs the list goes on and on. This verse @ 1:34 reminds me of myself because I feel like an idiot for hanging out with them and the painted face represents how I pretend that half the shit they do is normal and ironically, they make me feel like an idiot and say I am no fun because I do not want to do the troublemaking shit that they do it. It irritates the fuck out of me because they do not want to grow tf up and do more productive shit in their lives.
Lyrics Teacher says that I've been naughty I must learn to concentrate But the girls they pull my hair And with the boys, I can't relate Daddy says I'm good for nothing Mama says that it's from him Manic sister thinks I'm cracking Brother says it's in my genes (Oh-oh, oh-oh) Don't you want to? Don't you want to be the one? (Oh-oh, oh-oh) Don't you want to? Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang (Oh-oh, oh-oh) Don't you want to? Don't you want to hold the gun? (Oh-oh, oh-oh) Don't you want to? Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang So we put on our eyeliner And a bit of glitter dust Life at night is always finer Neon streets are full of lust Teenage kids and Soho Dolls They make you want to cry, ay-ay Like my superstar, they fall Some will be alright (Oh-oh, oh-oh) Don't you want to? Don't you want to hold the gun? (Oh-oh, oh-oh) Don't you want to? Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang (Oh-oh, oh-oh) Don't you want to? Don't you want to hold the gun? (Oh-oh, oh-oh) Don't you want to? Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang (Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang) (Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang) Sunlight falls onto his eyes But he don't stir or turn Messages on the answerphone But none will be returned Monday morning, lousy morning What a day to see In the evening I will hear it On the BBC (Oh-oh, oh-oh) Don't you want to? Don't you want to hold the gun? (Oh-oh, oh-oh) Don't you want to? Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang (Oh-oh, oh-oh) Don't you want to? Don't you want to hold the gun? (Oh-oh, oh-oh) Don't you want to? Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang (Oh-oh, oh-oh) Don't you want to? Don't you want to hold the gun? (Oh-oh, oh-oh) Don't you want to? Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang (Oh-oh, oh-oh) Don't you want to? Don't you want to hold the gun? (Oh-oh, oh-oh) Don't you want to? Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang (Oh-oh, oh-oh) Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang (Oh-oh, oh-oh) Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang
