All the stupid papers
Feels like I'm seventeen again
Hey, hey, I'm a million miles away
I travel the world and the seven seas
Who couldn't be together
And my bleeding heart
And the stupid magazines
Sweet dreams are made of anything
Feels like I'm seventeen
We should've jumped out
You didn't have a clue
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, it feels like I'm seventeen again
And I had so many crashes
Yes, it feels like I'm seventeen again
Seventeen, seventeen again
Who am I to disagree
Of that airplane after all
It wasn't hard to fall
What it feels like to be used
And it feels like I'm seventeen again
Innocence will teach you
Looking from the outside in
That gets you in the scene
Times might break you, God forsake you
Thought that you'd done everything
Yeah, it feels like I'm seventeen again
You and all your jewelry
Funny how it seems like yesterday
Leave you burned and bruised
Flying sky ways overhead
That I couldn't feel at all
Sweet dreams are made of these
Some things never change
And all those viscous queens
And who could not be apart
All those fake celebrities
And it feels like I'm seventeen again
