كلمات Bittersweet

One two three four Please won't you come around Come around tonight I was really looking forward to a fight, fight Once we were so close Now that we're seperate Now it feels that it's turning into hate, hate ?why won't nothing stay the simple same When we were young our knowledge was minimal Now we know so much it really is criminal Woo-ho We do things that we really shouldn't do But all we say is fuck you, fuck you Bet our parents did the same when they were Were our age, our age We do things that we really shouldn't do But all we say is fuck you, fuck you Bet our parents did the same when they were our age Bet our parents did the same when they were Were our age, our age