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Lyrics: Good Charlotte. The Young And The Hopeless. The Young And Hopeless.

Hard days make me, hard nights shape me
I dunno this song might save me
And I know I'm making something
Out of this life they call nothing

I take what I want, take what I need
They say it's wrong but it's right for me
I won't look down, won't say I'm sorry
I know that only God can judge me

And if I make it through today
Will tomorrow be the same? Am I just running in place?
And if I stubble and I fall, should I get up and carry on
Will it all just be the same?

'Cause I'm young and I'm hopeless, I'm lost and I know this
I'm going nowhere fast that's what they say
I'm troublesome, I'm falling, I'm angry at my father
It's me against this world and I don't care, I don't care

And no one in this industry understands the life I lead
When I sing about my past, it's not a gimmick not an act
This critics and these trust fund kids try to tell me what punk is
But when I see them on the streets they got nothing to say

And if I make it through today
Will tomorrow be the same? Am I just running in place?
And if I stubble and I fall, should I get up and carry on
Will it all just be the same?

'Cause I'm young and I'm hopeless, I'm lost and I know this
I'm going nowhere fast that's what they say
I'm troublesome, I'm falling, I'm angry at my father
It's me against this world and I don't care

I don't care, I don't care
No, I don't care

I'm young and I'm hopeless, I'm lost and I know this
I'm going nowhere fast that's what they say
And I'm troublesome, I'm falling, I'm angry at my father
It's me against this world and I don't care

I don't care, I don't care, I don't care