I hope you never write
Are you ever wrong?
It's the story
I opened my eyes to the morning and watched the
Sixteen, with no direction
Twenty-five, with no way out
Not a chance
Baby, just a little bit
Just a little more time to
This conversations way to tired,
For getting bored your wasting my
Your giving up after all that's said and done
I'm
Did your heart stop beating, when you heard the news,
Of
We're dressing up to please the scene,
And selling out so
Tonight, the world screams passed our window
Another 15 hours to
She puts on the dress that he took off the
These days I'm over this and all the game your
Can we get back to the place that where we
We're growing up and getting by
Scared we might not make
A perfect A for losing friends, industy
So how'd we get
I hope you never write
Are you ever wrong?
It's the story