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Here's to the fast times
the times we felt alive
to all the nights that we forgot to get back home.
Stay seventeen.
the party scene has got the best of me and you.
we've got to let this go.
Drink up last call before the sunrise sets the scene.
of empty bottles, heavy hearts.
the memories of broken dreams...
We were so tired yet so alive.
wrapped up in lies like sheets of another one night stand.
you know you left the girl with nothing
but the sunrise through the window pane,
where tired eyes will close....
We wake up with headaches, and trouble remembering
what went wrong...
i lost all my butterflies.
i dont know where they went.
its not new anymore.
its not fun.
all i want is a boy who will bring back the butterflies.
the times we felt alive
to all the nights that we forgot to get back home.
Stay seventeen.
the party scene has got the best of me and you.
we've got to let this go.
Drink up last call before the sunrise sets the scene.
of empty bottles, heavy hearts.
the memories of broken dreams...
We were so tired yet so alive.
wrapped up in lies like sheets of another one night stand.
you know you left the girl with nothing
but the sunrise through the window pane,
where tired eyes will close....
We wake up with headaches, and trouble remembering
what went wrong...
i lost all my butterflies.
i dont know where they went.
its not new anymore.
its not fun.
all i want is a boy who will bring back the butterflies.