How the Story Goes

I don't wanna know
How the story goes
No I don't wanna know, no

I'm too young to drink
I'm too drunk to thing
They think that I won't make it alone
But I can do it on my own
Despite Their senseless sayings

Now I don't want to read their Sunday papers
And I don't want to see their funny faces

I don't wanna know
How the story goes
No I don't wanna know, no

I don't wanna hear
Your b****** in my ear
No I don't want to hear you

I'm too cool for school
I'm too schooled for tools
It's not that I can’t make it alone
But I prefer to do it on my own
Despite the things you're saying

I don't wanna see you downing chasers
And I don't wanna see your funny faces

No, cause I don't wanna know
How your story goes
No, I don't wanna hear your b****** in my ear, no

I don't wanna hear it now
I don't wanna hear it now
I don't wanna hear it now
No, no, no ,no ,no, no, no, no ,no ,no, no