Shame

Shame? Why complain.
In a world where everything is dying,
or trying to maintain the grace of youth
I've got something inside, that I can't explain,
but I wanna complain
about this thing that I have inside
often early in the morning,

But then I get sad yeah
But then I get sad, yeah
But then I get sad, it ain't a teenage dream x 3
Then I get sad.

I believe they all are lying, they all are lying
Even if they say it's all untrue,
I will still be divided in two

Oh it's such a pain, yeah
Oh it's such a pain, yeah
Oh it's such a pain, it ain't a teenage dream x3
It's such a pain.

I wanna scream into the gentle rain, that it's time, don't lie, don't hesitate,
we can only loose, it's an opposite game, we're gonna get mislead, they look the other way, and there's a man over there, talking talks about things, and his winning game, and the destroying race oh, he's lost in control, he's lost in control, it's a mad chase

Oh I believe it's strange, yeah
Oh I believe it's strange, yeah
Oh I believe it's strange, it aint a teenage dream x 3
It's so strange.