I wonder who'll be the first to burn in this beautiful decay
Oh, what are we to do?
But who am I to preach this game we play?
Married young, what's done is done
So t-t-trust me, trust me, dear
Is there a sliding scale in hell?
We started playing house too soon it seems
Our love so bold, incendiary and new
Your mom and papa hold me dear
What are we to do?
Married young, what's done is done
Our Swedish furnishings are splintering
We're too young, we peak too soon
But your path will still remain economy, econo you
What are we to do?
We'll be our first, our only
Our love is a young, wholesome and healthy enterprise
Does the devil grade on a curve?
We make mistakes, we make mix tapes
Now sleuth's deduction need attain the way
Roll in the hay with dreadful infidels
We're too young and we believe
