'Cause there's always time for second guesses, I don't wanna know
If you're gonna be the death of me, that's how I wanna go
Let's get those teen hearts beating faster, faster!
So testosterone boys and harlequin girls
Will you dance to this beat
And hold a lover close?
Girl, I was it, look past the sweat
A better love deserving of
Exchanging body heat in the passenger seat
No, no, no, you know it will always just be me
I feel marooned in this body
Deserted, my organs can go on without me
You can't fly these wings
You can't sleep in this box with me
The sun was always in her eyes
She didn't even see me
But that girl had so much love
She'd wanna kiss you all the time
Yeah, she'd wanna kiss you all the time
And isn't this exactly where you'd like me?
I'm exactly where you'd like me, you know
Praying for love in a lap dance
And paying in naivety
And all the boys and I
All the boys and I
Love her madly
All the boys and I
All the girls and I, too
Ever since we met
I only shoot up with your perfume
It's the only thing
That makes me feel as good as you do
Ever since we met
I've got just one regret to live through
And I regret never letting you go!
It's better to burn than to fade away
It's better to leave than to be replaced
I'm losing to you, baby, I'm no match
I'm going numb, I've been hijacked
It's a fucking drag
'Cause it's nine in the afternoon
And your eyes are the size of the moon
You could 'cause you can so you do
We're feeling so good
Just the way that we do
When it's nine in the afternoon
Swear to shake it up if you swear to listen
Oh, we're still so young, desperate for attention
I aim to be
Your eyes, trophy boys, trophy wives
I really hoped that you would stay
But you left and went your own way, babe
I don't mind, take your time, I got things to do
Besides sit around and wait for you
Oh and I hope you do too, ooh
Give me envy, give me malice, give me your attention
Give me envy, give me malice, baby, give me a break!
When I say, "Shotgun, " you say, "Wedding"
Shotgun wedding, shotgun wedding
Have some composure
Where is your posture? Oh, no, no
You're pulling the trigger, pulling the trigger
All wrong
I know it's sad that I never gave a damn about the weather
And it never gave a damn about me
No, it never gave a damn about me