Young (Belane)

If you don't like the city then you can burn it down down with all the love and hope you found You're getting off on this feeling of feeling pretty low The kind of pity that a child would outgrow so saddening don't you know Like a young boy from America Like a young girl in the south of Spain we all say we're true so darling prove to me you're telling the truth Hey, hey You wear your memories like a collar tied too tight 'round your neck you let yourself fall and then you will regret Do you remember when you were young So pure and innocent Your mother's (something) stop your feeding on (something) something you should not forget But you do and you don't care what you say No, I don't care Like a young boy from America Like a young girl in the south of Spain we all say we're true so darling prove to me you're telling the truth Like a young boy from America Like a young girl in the south of Spain we all say we're cool so darling prove to me you're telling the... You're telling me You're telling the truth You will always be this way because this way is all you know all you know Like a young boy from America Like a young girl in the south of Spain we all say we're true so darling prove to me you're telling the truth Like a young boy from America Like a young girl in the south of Spain we all say we're true so darling prove to me you're telling the truth