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Текст: Hayley Williams. Teenagers.

I'm gonna go on living like I never met you and it'll feel wrong at first but I think I can forget you. Ignore the fact that we sleep no more than three feet apart. I feel you now, you're 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 at love would not be the last, won't be the last.

It's in the air now, bitter tears and broken hearts. We're teenagers, we count the years, we think we're smart but we're not, we don't know anything.

So don't ask me where I'll go cause frankly I don't know and I don't give a shit. Why must we all make sense? And I just won't 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.

Well how was I to know that what we carved in stone would be so temporary. 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.