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