The Ting Tings

The room's green
It's got writing on the wall
It's got one chair
It's kinda small
Dirty shoes
Running past the door.
And then you go round
Beat yourself up,
Ten minutes to go,
And I wanna go home
Ten minutes to go,
Yeah, I've got to go home
Ten minutes to go,
And the air, it don't feel clear
Everybody disappear, you're
In it on your own
Fourteen,
Intimidated, and she's just fourteen
She's getting pulled from the opposite side,
Until it breaks down
Blame it on the wrong crowd
Stay, more make up, hair dye
Ten minutes to go,
You know she should have gone home
Ten minutes to go,
Yeah you should have gone home
Ten minutes to go,
And the air, it don't feel clear,
Everybody disappear, you're
In it on your own
You can't sleep,
You know it's over but you just can't sleep