Teenage Romance in a Fast Life

We had reason to believe that it would always be good We had reason to believe that it was doomed from the start It turned out a farce Condescending son has gone and sun is coming out my son for us The bus is missing must be something in the weather's cloudy day We just might be late Narcoleptic networkers who park their carcass in the market parking lot without their car keys waiting for the prophet's caucus to pass What a waste of gas Now I don't believe in Cinderella Read the wiki page about depression had another Stella I don't Wanna know How your bratty kids are doing after being raised in private school who get drool on their dicks instead of blood on their lips I don't Really care What you say I duck for cover when there's nothing there I scream for help like wood chipped chair I'm broken in two, maybe three, maybe four I hit the floor I cry in the day in the brilliant light I smile in the cab on a Monday night I go, and I stop, and I go, and I stop Teenage Romance in a Fast Life Dwelling on missed kisses with the misses please dismiss I pissed the bliss away amiss with remiss from untaken risk has gotta be good for something But don't lie to me Jocks in wheelchairs getting glares of former glory unrepaired just gotta walk away, oh wait, they can't They think, "At least I got good hair" We had reason to expect that forever was a virtue We had reason to believe in a thing called love What a bunch of crud Now I don't believe in Cinderella Read the wiki page about depression had another stella I don't Wanna know How your bratty kids are doing after being raised in private school who get drool on their dicks instead of blood on their lips I don't Really care what you say I duck for cover when there's nothing there I scream for help like wood chipped chair I'm broken in two, maybe three, maybe four I hit the floor I cry in the day in the brilliant light I smile in the cab on a Monday night I go, and I stop, and I go, and I stop Teenage Romance in a Fast Life I drop for cover when there's nothing there I scream for help like wood chipped chair I'm broken in two, maybe three, maybe four I hit the floor I cry in the day in the brilliant light I smile in the cab on a Monday night I go, and I stop, and I go, and I stop Teenage Romance in a Fast Life