text: You say that Im wastin my time
  Cause I dont wanna have the life that you do 
  You tell me Im crossin the line
  Cause I dont wanna fall in line with your views 
  No, I wont sit here lookin pretty for the photo
  Wont wait for you to save me while you–
  You tell me Im lost and confused
  Cause Im not listenin to all of your rules
  We might be young, we might be reckless
  So fuckin what? Thats how we are
  Our ears are numb to what youre sayin
  We fall in love, you fall apart 
  You tell us we aint good enough
  When, really, youre just out of touch
  We might be young, we might be too much
  But were not gonna shut up and smile for the camera
  And smile for the camera
  And smile for the camera
  Im sorry that youre so afraid
  Of just how comfortable I am in my skin 
  You hate on the choices I make
  But whos the one thats really livin in sin? 
  No, I wont sit here lookin pretty for the photo
  Im done bein a lady with ya
  If you want me zippin my lips
  Then, baby, Id rather be known as that bitch
  We might be young, we might be reckless
  So fuckin what? Thats how we are
  Our ears are numb to what you sayin
  We fall in love, you fall apart
  You tell us we aint good enough
  When, really, youre just out of touch
  We might be young, we might be too much
  But were not gonna shut up and smile for the camera
  And smile for the camera
  And smile for the camera
  And smile for the camera
  And smile for the camera