Couldn't wait for the phone call Had to go and ruin it all Systematically Threatening all your friends Again and again One by one First word, two syllables Sounds like you're miserable Is it real or just something inside I'd love to hide But at least I feel your hand I'd like to reach out to your broken adolescent heart Let me, let me, let me love you For what you are I'd like to reach out to your broken adolescent heart Let me, let me, let me love you It doesn't have to be so hard If I bottle up all this emotion Set it out to sea I'm sure that on a foreign shore That when they found the bottle they'd be screaming at me Oh, is it all my fault I don't want this anymore And is it all my fault You don't get what you give You just get what you're given Reach out to your broken adolescent heart Let me, let me, let me love you For what you are I'd like to reach out to your broken adolescent heart Let me, let me, let me love you It doesn't have to be so hard It doesn't have to be so hard