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