Из альбома: Breaking Up
Tea bag strench all around the brothel
Bee sting break-up I can't spell I-D-I-O-T
Finger's tied in knots trying too hard
Poker eyes are locked cut the music
They're too young
They don't know anything about love
Venus spooks in a graveyard trap
Rabbit food but I can't stop going back
The neighbours hate us for being too loud
She just wants me to hold her but I don't know how
We're too young
We don't know anything about love
We're too young
We don't know anything about love
Love, love, love