Yea though we venture through
The Valley of the stars
You and all your jewelry
And my bleeding heart

Who couldn't be together
And who could not be apart
We should've jumped out
Of that airplane after all
Flying skyways overhead
It wasn't hard to fall

And I had so many crashes
That I couldn't feel
At all...
 [bad word] And it feels like
I'm 17 Again
Feels like I'm 17

Times might break you
Godforsake you
Leave you burned and [bad word] Innocence will teach you
What it feels like to be used

Thought that you'd done everything
You didn't have a clue

Repeat [bad word] 
Looking from the outside in
Some things never change
Yeah yeah hey yeah hey yeah
Flying highwards seems like yesterday

All those fake celebrities
And all those viscious queens
All the stupid papers
And the stupid magazines

Sweet dreams are made of anything
That gets you in the sea

Repeat [bad word] 
Yes
17 17 Again
Yeah yeah yeah yeah

Sweet dreams are made of this
Who am I to disagree
I travel the world and the seven seas
Everybody's looking for something
Yeah
fade out