D D/B Bm A 
One two three four tell me that you love me more, sleepless long nights that is what my youth was for 
Old teenage hopes are alive at your door, left you with nothing but they want some more 
Sweetheart bitterheart now I can tell you apart, cosy and cold put the horse before the cart 
Those teenage hopes who have tears in their eyes, too scared to own up to one little lie 
One two three four five six nine or ten, money can't buy you back the love that you had then 
For the teenage boys, they're breaking your heart 
A G 
Oh you're changing your heart, oh you know who you are