Hell is a teenage boy! Lyrics

Should I take a picture

For your locker

Would it mean that

You'd see me every day

Or do you like how I could

Shut the door on your face

That boy on photobooth, five foot two,

Was too young to sing those blues

Deep conversations

Would lead up to contradictions

Crack me like your beer

Oh, hold me like you did before

Leave me to cry on the floor

Touch me, I'm on fire

Party hard, let's have some fun

Gripping my arm like a gun

Touch me, I'm on fire

Ever since I turned seventeen

I heard snakes hissing,

They lured me in

So, the only red lips I kissed were on my wrist

Remembering how my father

would sit still while my brother

Yelled at me

That night I would lay still

On my bed while I asked God when will

My heart heal

Oh, hold me like you did before

Leave me to cry on the floor

Touch me, I'm on fire

Party hard, let's have some fun

Gripping my arm like a gun

Touch me, I'm on fire

Now

Got questions

For heaven

Did my grandfather plant roots on bad earth

Cause I'm crying on the floor

She blew my fuse, when will you knock on my door

Debating whether

What I truly felt was pain or pleasure

It's so numbing

Hell-raising

What's passed down, what's not

That's the last good thing that I've got

Hold me like you did before

Leave me to cry on the floor

Touch me, I'm on fire

Throw me around like your toy

'Cause hell is a teenage boy

Touch me, I'm on fire