She opened her heart to a tearaway, a sheepskin tearaway
He was covered in scars and full of heroin
Everyone said from the start, not one single thing could ever be okay
She didn't listen anyway

She just opened her heart, and threw her cares away
At night they held on so tight in the dark, he brushed her hair away
She heard him say: "All my life I've been fighting and making the best of a indeed very bad lot, very bad lot, very bad lot indeed..."

All your fighting got you nowhere
If nowhere's here with you on my skin
And you could fight forever but if you killed them all you'd never win
So give me your surrender, there are other ways to kill the pain
that stuff'll never mend you
It's like trying to dry your eyes in the pouring rain.

She opened her heart to a tearaway, a sheepskin tearaway
All covered in scars and full of heroin
Tearaway, a sheepskin tearaway...