Please, please, make love freeze And break apart in the middle of it Then they could see the hate When they separate And taste the salt of their tears No, no, it's all about experience Control, you might as well be wood, no good Why why, your questions die In a shout and no attention You might have said That they both were dead So put the puzzle away But no, it's all about experience Control, they're gonna give you none, no fun Don't tell the kids, they'll never understand it Don't tell the kids, don't waste your time, no Get back, it's a heart attack And the planet needs a doctor We can tell it looks like hell But they make us close our eyes No, it's all about experience And control, you might as well be stone, alone Don't tell the kids, they'll never understand it Don't tell the kids, don't waste your time, yeah Don't tell the kids, they'll never get the picture