I remember 17
The august age of Hollywood dreams
Still quite coltish but I thought
I could never ever be wrong
I see the same look in your eyes
Chain smoking cigarettes through the night
I don't blame you
I would if I could
We've all read the books
Seen all the movies
I can tell you what's gonna happen next
Emotions on a tight rope
Everything going up in smoke but
Don't you dare let them see you cry
They romanticize, make it seem more fun
Put a smile on your face when you're coming undone
Great expectations of a time
When you're just learning to be alive
We've all read the books
Seen all the movies
I can tell you what's gonna happen next
Emotions on a tight rope
Everything going up in smoke but
Don't you dare let them see you
Cry in your room, alone at 2am
Compare yourself to her over and over again
The Shakespearean experience
Doesn't finish the way you want
Have you ever read the end
We've all read the books
Seen all the movies
I can tell you what's gonna happen next
Emotions on a tight rope
Everything going up in smoke but
Don't you dare let them see you
Cry
Don't let them see you
Don't let them see you