You're too smart for your own good
Way too young to think that you could know the chain to smoke
You're too young to have this bruise
Not even old enough to sing your blues, out of tune

Take my heart, I'll take yours, too
And we can trade it, trade it
We'll run fast without our shoes
Until we've made it, made it

Call your mom without your phone
Let her know that, when it's cold outside, you're tucked in tight
Save your time and live your dream
When you get old, you'll wake to see you're dead with nothing said

Take my heart, I'll take yours, too
And w? can trade it, trade it
We'll run fast without our sho?s
Until we've made it, made it

Always said that you could play
But then he sang and danced his life away
It's hard to say

Take my heart, I'll take yours, too
And we can trade it, trade it
We'll run fast without our shoes
Until we've made it, made it
Take my heart, I'll take yours, too
And we can trade it, trade it
We'll run fast without our shoes
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