They're gonna ruin your looks
With all the lies in the book
They'll make a pill-popper out of you

You've got to sleep with a gun
And keep an eye on them, son
You've got to watch all the things they do

And when the morning arrives
You've got that hope in your eyes
But they got methods of keeping you crazed

There's the drugs and the rage
The weirdo friends that they make
The sex at an early age

Teenagers scare
the living shit out of me
They could care less
as long as someone'll bleed
So darken your clothes
and strike a violent pose
Maybe they'll leave you alone, but not me

What have I done
Am I the reason's she's dumb
Will my overspending make her poor

Did my slutty ways
Spark her permiscuous phase
Am I the reason that she's a whore

I'll tell you
Teenagers scare
the living shit out of me
They could care less
as long as someone'll bleed
So darken your clothes
and strike a violent pose
Maybe they'll leave you alone, but not me

I'll tell you
Teenagers scare
the living shit out of me
They could care less
as long as someone'll bleed
So darken your clothes
and strike a violent pose
Maybe they'll leave you alone, but not me

One more time

Teenagers scare
the living shit out of me
They could care less
as long as someone'll bleed
So darken your clothes
and strike a violent pose
Maybe they'll leave you alone, but not me

Composição: Frank Iero / Gerard Way / Michael Way / Raymond Toro / Robert Bryar