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My mother says my bedroom stinks, She don't know what of, That's the smell of teenage angst, And it's a smell I know and love. Don't tell me that I have to change, cause I know... Don't tell me where I have to be, cause I won't go... This teenage thing takes over and says no! Everybody says my tempers short, That just makes me mad, Is there no way that I can prove them wrong? Things are going bad... Don't tell me that I have to change, cause I know... Don't tell me where I have to be, cause I won't go... This teenage thing takes over and says no! Why do you think I get mad? Its because I'm a human punching bag, Why do you think I get mad? It's because we're human punching bags... punch me! Don't tell me that I have to change, cause I know... Don't tell me where I have to be, cause I won't go... This teenage thing takes over and says no! My mother says my bedroom stinks... Well I guess she's right. From Letras Mania