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You're too smart for your own good Way too young to think that you could know the chain to smoke You're too young to have this bruise Not even old enough to sing your blues, out of tune Take my heart, I'll take yours, too And we can trade it, trade it We'll run fast without our shoes Until we've made it, made it Call your mom without your phone Let her know that, when it's cold outside, you're tucked in tight Save your time and live your dream When you get old, you'll wake to see you're dead with nothing said Take my heart, I'll take yours, too And wе can trade it, trade it We'll run fast without our shoеs Until we've made it, made it Always said that you could play But then he sang and danced his life away It's hard to say Take my heart, I'll take yours, too And we can trade it, trade it Letras de cancionesWe'll run fast without our shoes Until we've made it, made it Take my heart, I'll take yours, too And we can trade it, trade it We'll run fast without our shoes Until we've made it, made it From Letras Mania