Admit it
Innocent little girls turn you on, don't they?
You like to make them cry
You like to tell them why
You like to grow them up
Swallow hard and throw them up
I would die to hate you
See my heart in my hand
Do you really understand?
Get my heart out of you're hand
Get your hand off my heart
I would die to hate you
But it's a "love thing"
You say you got this "love thing"
You think it's just a "love thing"
Fuck you're fuckin' "love thing"
By the way, your bright eyes are not so encouraging
You want my youth so bad
You love to see me sad
All the sunlight that you say
Can never make it go away
I would die to not care anymore
Admit it Innocent little girls turn you on, don't they? You like to make them cry You like to tell them why You like to grow them up Swallow hard and throw them up I would die to hate you See my heart in my hand Do you really understand? Get my heart out of you're hand Get your hand off my heart I would die to hate you But it's a "love thing" You say you got this "love thing" You think it's just a "love thing" Fuck you're fuckin' "love thing" By the way, your bright eyes are not so encouraging You want my youth so bad You love to see me sad All the sunlight that you say Can never make it go away I would die to not care anymore