You say that I'm wastin' my time
'Cause I don't wanna have the life that you do (oh, oh)
You tell me I'm crossin' the line
'Cause I don't wanna fall in line with your views (oh, oh)

No, I won't sit here lookin' pretty for the photo
Won't wait for you to save me while you
You tell me I'm lost and confused
'Cause I'm not listenin' to all of your rules

We might be young, we might be reckless
So fuckin' what? That's how we are
Our ears are numb to what you're sayin'
We fall in love, you fall apart (ah, ah)
You tell us we ain't good enough
When, really, you're just out of touch
We might be young, we might be too much
But we're not gonna shut up and smile for the camera

And smile for the camera
And smile for the camera

I'm sorry that you're so afraid
Of just how comfortable I am in my skin (Oh, oh)
You hate on the choices I make
But who's the one that's really livin' in sin? (Oh, oh)

No, I won't sit here lookin' pretty for the photo
I'm done bein' a lady with ya
If you want me zippin' my lips
Then, baby, I'd rather be known as "that bitch"

We might be young, we might be reckless
So fuckin' what? That's how we are
Our ears are numb to what you sayin'
We fall in love, you fall apart
You tell us we ain't good enough
When, really, you're just out of touch
We might be young, we might be too much
But we're not gonna shut up and smile for the camera

And smile for the camera
And smile for the camera
(We're not gonna shut up)
And smile for the camera
(We're not gonna shut up)
And smile for the camera