They sit there and try to explain,
all these feelings of horrible pain.
They say I was too young for love,
But I really doubt they even know what it's made of..
They say I was too young to set my feelings on one person,
maybe they're right, all the pain did was worsen..
Too young to drive too,
And too young to strive for you..
But, I was never too young to be pushed or shoved,
or never too young to wish to be loved..
I was never too young to lose you,
And was never to young to have my heart broken in two..
I wasn't too young to bleed or cry,
and for you, my angel, I would still die.
They say "go flirt and have fun at the mall",
But I don't think they know what love is at all.
..but then again, I found out that night, you lied.
And on that night, my heart died.
