Bittersweet

One two three four

Please won't you come around
Come around tonight
I was really looking forward to a fight, fight
Once we were so close
Now that we're seperate
Now it feels that it's turning into hate, hate
?why won't nothing stay the simple same

When we were young our knowledge was minimal
Now we know so much it really is criminal
Woo-ho
We do things that we really shouldn't do
But all we say is fuck you, fuck you
Bet our parents did the same when they were
Were our age, our age

We do things that we really shouldn't do
But all we say is fuck you, fuck you
Bet our parents did the same when they were our age
Bet our parents did the same when they were
Were our age, our age