Seize the day or die regretting the time you lost It's empty and cold without you here, too many people to ache over But I'm too young to worry I see my vision burn I feel my memories fade with time A melody, a memory, or just one picture Trials in life,

I put a banjo up into the sky It keeps us moving, it keeps us moving I got a head full of darkness and darkness is good 'Cause if we all die young then we don't get hurt Shovels and dirt, shovels and dirt Well it ain't worth living if you don't get hurt

'Cause you know the truth hurts But secrets kill Can't help thinkin' that I love it still Still here, there must be something real 'Cause you know the good die young But so did this And so it must be better than I think it is Gimme those eyes, it's easy

I'm gonna live my life like I'm gonna die young Like it's never enough, like I'm born to run Do whatever I want like I'm born to run I wanna see Paris, I wanna see Tokyo I wanna be careless even if I break my bones Don't hold back Oh, I won't hold back

Far too young to die Well I never really thought that you'd come tonight When the crown hangs heavy on either side Give me one last kiss while we're far too young to die. Endless romantic stories You never could control me I've never so adored you I'm

(What the hell's got into you?) Young Guns, Having some fun Crazy ladies keep 'em on the run. Wise guys realize there's danger in emotional ties. See me, single and free No tears, no fears, what I want to be.

You're never too young You're never too young, never too young to die Never, never Hold on to someone close, friend 'Cause you're never too young Remember the ghosts before you And drink to their souls tonight And don't forget what they told you We're

Bye bye too fast to live too young to die And I know my life would look alright If I could see it on the silver screen James Dean, you said it all so clean James Dean, James Dean, you bought it sight unseen You were too fast to live, too young to die,

Cry agony, cry agony Try honesty, try honesty Take on the whole world, fight with the young girls Die tragedy, die tragedy Hop in your dump truck, reverse for good luck Ride over me, ride over me Call me a cheapskate, come on for Pete's sake Forgive me

When I was young Pain more painful Laughter much louder Yeah, when I was young The rooms were so much colder then My father was a soldier then And times were very hard I smoked my first cigarette at ten And for girls, I had a bad yen