And no, nothing ever really started with a kissAnother night, another town, another licensed premisesI'm getting bored of all the songs I write and the people I becomeJust to stay up late with someoneI don't wanna make love, I don't wanna make plansI don't want anyone to want to hold my handI don't wanna make love, I don't wanna make plansIt begins in the places that we leave behindEvery year that goes by there's a little less future on our mindsThese girls like to pretend they can't feel anything anymoreBoys break like promises, but only behind closed doorsI don't wanna make love, I don't wanna make plansI don't want anyone to want to hold my handI don't wanna make love, I don't wanna make plans(All the sad young men)We're all beautful now like they were beautiful then(All the sad young men)All the miserable girls, all the sad young menDo you like my clothes, my hair, my conversationDid you hear me when I said you were the inspirationIt's all meaningless now, as it was meaningless thenAll the miserable girls, all the sad young menI don't wanna make love, I don't wanna make plansI don't want anyone to want to hold my handI don't wanna make love, I don't wanna make plans(All the sad young men)We're all beautful now like they were beautiful then(All the sad young men)All the miserable girls, all the sad young menAll the sad young men, all the sad young menAll the sad young men, all the sad young menAll the miserable girls, all the sad young men