Each night I ask, the stars up above Why must I be a teenager in love Why must I be a teenager in love
Put me in your milling machine
I never thought you could act so mean Now I´m wondering what to do To see if you could love me too
Each night I ask, the stars up above Why must I be a teenager in love Why must I be a teenager in love
Each night I ask the stars up above Why must I be a teenager in love Why must I be a teenager in love
Though my knees are getting weak And my brain is getting flatter Something is near, to tell me it´s been badder I don´t know just what to do To see if you could love me too
Each night I ask the stars up above Why must I be a teenager in love Why must I be a teenager in love