They're gonna clean up your looks
With all the lies in the book
To make a pill popper out of you
You gotta sleep with a gun
And keep an eye on them, son
You gotta watch all the things you do
And when the morning arrives
You got that hope in your eyes
But they’ve got nothing so keeping you crazed
There’ the drugs and the rage
The weirdo friends that they make
The sex at an early age
Teenagers scare
The living shit out of me
They could care less
As long as someone'll bleed
So darken your clothes
And strike a violent pose
Maybe they'll leave you alone
But not me
What hell I’ve done?
Am I the reason she’s dumb?
Did my overspending make her poor?
In my slutty ways
Spoke her promiscuous phase
Am I the reason that she’s a whore?
I’ll tell you:
Teenagers scare
The living shit out of me
They could care less
As long as someone'll bleed
So darken your clothes
And strike a violent pose
Maybe they'll leave you alone
But not me
I’ll tell you:
Teenagers scare
The living shit out of me
Some rob you will
Maybe they'll leave you alone
But not me
One more time
Teenagers scare
The living shit out of me
They could care less
As long as someone'll bleed
So darken your clothes
And strike a violent pose
Maybe they'll leave you alone
But not me
compositores: BOB BRYAR, FRANK IERO, GERARD WAY, MICHAEL WAY, RAY TORO
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