Each night I ask, the stars up above   Why must I be a teenager in love   Why must I be a teenager in love   Put me in your milling machine,   I never thought you could act so mean   Now I'm wondering what to do,   To see if you could love me too   Each night I ask, the stars up above   Why must I be a teenager in love   Why must I be a teenager in love   Each night I ask the stars up above   Why must I be a teenager in love   Why must I be a teenager in love   Though my knees are getting weak,   And my brain is getting flatter   Something is near, to tell me it's been badder   I don't know just what to do,   To see if you could love me too   Each night I ask the stars up above   Why must I be a teenager in love   Why must I be a teenager in love