Besedila: Paramore. Teenagers.

I'm gonna go on
Living like I never met you
And it will feel wrong at first
But I think I can forget you
Ignore the fact that we sleep no more then 3 feet apart
I feel you now your all around me, underneath me
You're all around me, underneath me

Well how was I to know
That what we carved in stone
Would be so temporary
Well how was I to know
That my first crack in luck
Would not be the last
Wont be the last

It's in the air now
Bitter tears and broken hearts
We're Teenagers we count the years, we think were smart
But were not, we don't know anything

So don't ask me where ill go

Cause frankly I don't know
And I don't give a shit

Why must we all make sense
Oh I just wont make sense
For once I'm just gonna live
I'm just gonna live

Teenagers (we don't know anything)
Teenagers (we don't know anything) ohhhhh

Well how was I to know
That what we carved in stone
Would be so temporary(i'm gonna go on)
Why must we all make sense
Oh I just won't make sense
For once I'm just gonna live
I'm just gonna live