They're gonna clean up your looks
With all the lies in the book
To make a pill popper out of you
You gotta sleep with a gun
And keep an eye on them, son
You gotta watch all the things you do

And when the morning arrives
You got that hope in your eyes
But they’ve got nothing so keeping you crazed
There’ the [bad word] and the rage
The weirdo friends that they make
The  at an early age

Teenagers scare
The living [bad word] out of me
They could care less
As long as someone'll bleed
So darken your clothes
And strike a violent pose
Maybe they'll leave you alone
But not me

What [bad word] I’ve done?
I the reason she’s dumb?
Did my overspending make her poor?
In my [bad word] ways
Spoke her promiscuous phase
I the reason that she’s a [bad word] 

I’ll tell you:
Teenagers scare
The living [bad word] out of me 
They could care less
As long as someone'll bleed
So darken your clothes
And strike a violent pose
Maybe they'll leave you alone
But not me

I’ll tell you:
Teenagers scare
The living [bad word] out of me 
Some rob you will
Maybe they'll leave you alone
But not me

One more time
Teenagers scare
The living [bad word] out of me 
They could care less
As long as someone'll bleed
So darken your clothes
And strike a violent pose
Maybe they'll leave you alone
But not me