I dont know if I want to play at all I dont know if I want to be a star This is the simpel truth, but blame my youth Dispyte my doubt the beat goes on and on and on and on I maybe want some kids and a red house And I am most lightly about to be somebodys wife This is the simpl truth bbut blame my yputh Dispyte my doubt the beat goes on and on and on and on I looked up at my friend he has this line On his shoulder and its the truth for all of mine Twist and turn head over heal get burned No mather what I do this forsaken truth About the beat, the inside beat it goes on and on and on and on