I'll be sitting on the back porch wondering Is this really what I've come to know Am I gonna hve to lose my mind or Are we gonna have to explode
You want a perfect love song Reach ears break hearts Well kill the cliche baby We can all sound handsome and smart
All of this is crumbling...
I don't want to get old But I know, there's no other opportunities so I take the world like I'm told Nice and slow I don't want to get older so I won't Spend all my days wondering hoping I don't We're not getting older anymore
Well I'm just about to let you have this
Every bit of this infamy Well I'm just about to let you know that What it has all done for me
You want a perfect love song Reach ears break hearts Well kill the cliche baby We can all sound handsome and smart
All of this is troubling...
Well I know it's the truth when they say that youth's been Wasted on the young
Shake from the break of the state I'm in You'll figure out that you need to spend All of the time that you never really hadTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
