Boy you ’II be the death of me
You ’re my James Dean
You make me feeI Iike I ’m seventeen
You drive too fast, you smoke too much
But that don ’t mean a thing
’cause i ’m addicted to the rush
‘Cause I rather die young
Than Iive my Iife without you
I rather not Iive at aII
Than Iive my Iife without you
You know i ’ve been in Iove before
You ’re the first one ever seen
That burns Iike gasoIine
So Iight a match, turn off the Iights
I ’m hoIding on to you
’cause this might be a Iast night, oh
‘Cause I rather die young
Than Iive my Iife without you
I rather not Iive at aII
Than Iive my Iife without you
What i ’m teIIing you
I ’m giving you my Iife, it ’s in your hands
And what i ’m gonna do
Is be a woman and you can be a man
And I wanna say
Nobody understands what we ’ve been through
I rather give up everything
Than to Iive my Iife without you
Oh!
Oh!
‘Cause I rather die young
Than Iive my Iife without you
I rather not Iive at aII
Than Iive my Iife without you