Younger

We've got millions of broken necks from lookin' up to you

So get your damn soapbox standin', high horse prancin'

Ass down here with the truth

So don't let those admirers try and fit your shoes

'Cause they will then see one size that fits all feet

And then they will walk over you

When only the good die young (Die young)

Ain't it ironic I age so well? (So well)

When only the good die young (Die young)

Ain't it ironic I age so well?

Be the last man standing at the kissin' booth

That really doesn't mean a thing when they're for free

And don't taste like they should

So after you're done drownin' in a glass that is half full

The pessimists all join together and discuss how you never

Could do it like they could

When only the good die young

Ain't it ironic I age so well?

When only the good die young

Ain't it ironic I age so well?

'Cause you and me are kitschy parody of sincerity, apparently

Truth is heat, we're burning underneath our seats

Burning me for not standing

I love, I love myself

I love, I love myself, my self abandonment

I love, I love myself

I love, I love myself, my self abandonment

When only the good die young

Ain't it ironic I age so well?

When only the good die young

Ain't it ironic I age so well?

'Cause you and me are kitschy parody of sincerity, apparently

Truth is heat, we're burning underneath our seats

Burning me for not standing

Stand up

We're now without one