& * BORN TO D I E,

— I flip my hair and make you s t a r e and put my MAKEUP on And make up stories 'bout my life and that I'm very cherry bomb And even then I knew that we were something serious That you would dominate my thoughts like radio to Sirius I'd see you in hall like "hello, hello" Up against the wall like "let's go, let's go" Let me T A K E you out of this town Let me do it right now, baby D A N C I N G 'til dawn, staying forever young Let's get out of this place Cause you're starting to waste within this teenage wasteland You will never see my face If you don't get me out of this place now, baby, I'm not crazy I'm leaving, are you coming with me?