This’ll leave a mark
Think I knew it from the start
Young love burns hard and fast
Fizzles out and breaks my little heart

They laugh it off
‘Next time you’ll have better luck
You’ll find that growing up means
These things never hurt as much’

But if it hurts like hell then
I guess it’s done its job
Emotional kaleidoscopic colors
There’s no other kind of rush

Blue season
It’s a sugar-high but sweeter
It grips you by the collar, then it’s lifting you up
Squeezing, hard to breathe, that’s why they call it a crush
They say, ‘Don’t blame her
Suddenly got a taste for danger’
Yeah, he got me so bad, but the good die young
I don’t know what I’m doing, but it looks like fun

This’ll leave a scar
Sign your name across the darkest parts of me
Endlessly know your face by memory

When falling feels like floating
I’ll take it every time
’Cause there’s no greater motive
When love feels like the perfect crime

Blue season
It’s a sugar-high but sweeter
It grips you by the collar, then it’s lifting you up
Squeezing, hard to breathe, that’s why they call it a crush
They say, ‘Don’t blame her
Suddenly got a taste for danger’
Yeah, he got me so bad, but the good die young
I don’t know what I’m doing, but it looks like fun

If it hurts like hell then
It’s a job done well
An emotional kaleidoscope of colors
It’s so hard to tell it’s a…

Blue season
It’s a sugar-high but sweeter
It grips you by the collar, then it’s lifting you up
Squeezing, hard to breathe, that’s why they call it a crush
They say, ‘Don’t blame her
Suddenly got a taste for danger’
Yeah, he got me so bad, but the good die young
I don’t know what I’m doing, but it looks like fun
I don’t know what I’m doing, but it looks like fun
I don’t know what I’m doing, but it looks like fun