Lost my ticket at the gate,And now lâm cross and now Iâm late,The station has a lengthy cue,And you said I could be with you,But will you still be waiting,When I finally get to,Where youâre waiting to.Met you at the old school gate,Where you were hanging with your mates,You flicked your fingers through your hair,It was chilly for that time of year,My head went spinning into space,Just like youâd smacked me in the face.When I got there in the end,I caught you srogging with my friend,What if sheâs pretty, if she is smart,I saw you first you broke my heart,And lifeâs not fair and itâs so cruel,âcos you said I could be with you.Now I donât think youâre good enough,And after school Iâll beat you up.