beth

I think I lived a good life
I think it's time to go
The good thing 'bout dying young
Is you never get old

Find me in the stars or at the beach
I'll be there
Find me at my piano
Or right up the stairs
You might find some strands left of my hair
And I swear to god
If you don't move on
I'll haunt you
Just like a sister has to
I swear to god
If you don't move on

I've got no stories for you
I've got nothing left to prove
I'm blaming it all on you you you

Fake it for me
Maybe I'd be better
I'll hide your scarlet letter

I think I lived a good life
I think it's time to go
The good thing 'bout dying young
Is you never get old

I think I lived a good life
I think it's time to go
The good thing 'bout dying young
Is you never get old

I've got no stories for you
I've got nothing left to prove
I'm blaming it all on you you you

Fake it for me
I know I'm not her
Maybe I'd be better
I'll hide your scarlet letter