You want answers; I don't have any Just more questions and more selfish aims You want truth; Here's your truth, honey: You're too young to run around with me You came into my room like a panther strolling in Knew what you wanted, knew what you'd get I told myself that would be the end of it But it wasn't the end 'Cause you want answers; I don't have any Just more questions and more selfish aims You want truth; Here's your truth, honey: You're too young to run around with me And I'd let you down long before I let you go I took your fears and made them holes I told myself I could love you in a way I wasted your time, and wasted mine Now you want answers and I don't have any Just more questions and more selfish aims You want truth; Here's your truth, honey: You're too young to run around with me You're too young (much too young) To run around with me