Teenagers

Empty streets and stolen cars
Sleeping under desert stars
It reminds me of you
Everything reminds me of you

I've got this bloodstain on my shirt
Looking back, it doesn't hurt
It just reminds me of you
Everything reminds me of you

Moving on isn't something I regret
But it gets hard to forget, to forget
When we were just

Teenagers, hellraisers
Look good but we're bad on paper
And I don't wanna give it up (give it up)
No, I don't wanna give in
Late nights and long weekends
Free fallin' off the deep end (deep end)
And I don't wanna give it up (give it up)
No, I don't wanna give in
(No, I don't wanna give in)

I don't even know what we talked about
But I drank every word right out your mouth
I was so into you
Yeah, I was fucking so into you

We were breaking into backyards
Never had to try hard
Summer never felt like this
I was falling for you head first
Rollin' up my T-shirts
Part of me will always miss
When we were just

Teenagers, hellraisers
Look good but we're bad on paper
And I don't wanna give it up (give it up)
No, I don't wanna give in
Late nights and long weekends
Free fallin' off the deep end (deep end)
And I don't wanna give it up (give it up)
No, I don't wanna give in

Moving on isn't something I regret
But it gets hard to forget, to forget
When we were just

Teenagers, hellraisers
Look good but we're bad on paper
And I don't wanna give it up (give it up)
No, I don't wanna give in
Late nights and long weekends
Free fallin' off the deep end (deep end)
And I don't wanna give it up (give it up)
No, I don't wanna give in

Someone ever felt like this
Part of me will always miss
Someone ever felt like this (and I don't wanna give it up)
Part of me will always miss (no, I don't wanna give in)



Credits
Writer(s): Stephen Gomez, Brian Dales, John Gomez, Jessica Bowman
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