There's always bad weather in the teenage years
Thunderous sobbing and pouring tears.
Caught in a drift, the wind blowing hard
Staring down friendship from afar.

There wasn't any shouting or yelling or fights
And sure, we claimed that everything was all right.
But passing through halls with never a glance
Broken friendships are first to a broken romance.

So what's going on, do we love or we hate?
This lie we're spinning is this play we create.
Cause here we are talking as if nothing's wrong
But inside we know that we're still all alone.

Aren't we just the tiniest bit fake?
Acting so carefully to make no mistake?
To a made up fight to one fraud smile
To unconditional friendliness and being hostile?
And as soon as you're tired of this act we partake
Maybe we can stop being so fake.

Could you tell me what it's like to lose your best friend?
Cause you certainly know the story, maybe you might know the end?
We know we want it so bad when we know we can have it
But when acting so fake, we don't know when to quit.

We can't stand everyone else all around us
So do we really have to go through so big of a fuss?
You're one of the best things I ever had in life
But I'm drunk on the memories on this solitary night.

Could I ever go back to the way it once was?
I'm so used to the lonely and pretending laws.
Cause here we are talking as if nothing's wrong
But inside we know that we're still all alone.

Aren't we just the tiniest bit fake?
Acting so carefully to make no mistake?
To a made up fight to one fraud smile
To unconditional friendliness and being hostile?
And as soon as you're tired of this act we partake
Maybe we can stop being so fake.

It's time to get a grip on life
Before it lets you down again.
Hold tight onto what you know
Before the thunderstorm and rain.
The truth is I'm not complete
Until you're back here with me
It's nice to know the truth
Heh, don't you agree?

There's always bad weather in the teenage years
Thunderous sobbing and pouring tears.
Caught in a drift, the wind blowing hard
Staring down friendship from afar.

But there's always a rainbow after the pouring rain.
And it's nice to know that you're here with me again.

Weren't we just the tiniest bit fake?
Acting so carefully to make no mistake?
With a true smile I finally feel complete
Because I didn't really lose in a broken defeat.
We can take a bow on the dancing floor
We're not so fake anymore.

(Let's never do this again)