You're much too young to be living like this It's a time of renovation This world's gone mad; I must be losing my mind
But I'm patiently going through the motions It seems that things are warmer near the ocean If you wanna be specific, I see me in the Pacific
And this one's for the fall And this one's for the love we never will Oh, whoa
Sometimes you've gotta dig through the dirt and all the roots You gotta get down and dirty Through all our plastic friends and now we left their mouths on mute No one can hear you
We want it all And all I want my dear Is a simple taste
We want it all And all I want my dear Is a simple taste (taste of revenge and your tears)
It seems that things are warmer near the ocean But I'm patiently going through the motions It seems that things are warmer near the ocean If you wanna be specific, I see me in the Pacific
And this one's for the fall And this one's for the love we never will Oh, whoa And this one's for the dream And everybody screams Oh, whoa
We're way too young to be living like this We're much too young to be living like this
And this one's for the fall And this one's for the love we never will Oh, whoa And this one's for the dream Yeah everybody screams Oh, whoa We will never sleeps as long as everybody sings, go! Oh, whoa, oh whoa, oh whoa