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Blame it on the youth
That’s all they’ll ever do
So quick to point the finger back at you
They’ll never understand this toxic teenage wasteland
The road they walk the lonesome avenue
Oh, you might just get it right
And never have to question why every break will build until it’s broken through
Don’t blame it on the youth
And cover up everything that they do
They’re too young to believe they can do any good
But let’s not be mistaken
They’re hearts won’t be breaking ‘cause they’re better than you
Staring at the view
That long eight-legged truth
That crawls away and bites right back at you
Sending up the flare
Screaming we don’t even care
So hold onto each other while you can
Oh, you might just get it right
A song that doesn’t make you cry
But I swear it’s hanging there in front of you
Don’t blink or you’re gonna miss it
