I'm in my studio, hearing my stereo
Listening to Young Love, they write the best songs
I'm sick of young love, not the band, they're all good
Don't sound to emo, they've got the right look
Don't sound to disco, like Panic! but they're all good
I dance on tables like Paris but you knew I would
Young Love
I fell in love with the principal at my school, it wasn't cool
Hope to meet someone new, maybe I'll go back on tour
But you can't tell me what to wear or how to act
Or I'm not coming back, I love the scene and that's a fact
You have to let me be myself or it isn't cool
Or I'll go back to school and drool up on my principal
Fell in love with the principal
Young Love
I really love your band, I know all the words
Call me when you come down, I'll make sure to be around
I love your hit song, get me on that tour bus
You and I can fall in love, I know that it's possible
Fell in love with Gabriel
Young Love
Give me the truth, give me the truth
I gave myself to you, but now I'm just confused
Give me the truth
Give me the truth
Give me the truth
Give me the truth
I dance on tables!