Lyrics: Nabil Naratama/Robert Matthew
Music: Nabil Naratama/Robert Matthew
Going to a party on the weekend
Spend your money on the latest trends
I know how this will end
Getting sober at your friend's
But friends dont kiss your neck
And bite your tongue
Oh teenage romance
Are some kind of drugs
They seem pretty cool
Oh wont you grow the **** up
Listen to Nirvana
and weβre dancing like Madonna
Everything is wrong
oh wont you grow the **** up
You call me only by the weekend
Drive thru at 3AM
This teenage dreams
Are too far away
Oh maybe we could try again
Keep on falling for
Hopeless romantics
You say sorry million times
Having soft heart is a crime
Please tell me how to read between the lines