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