Uniform of Youth

Mr. Mister

I don't think I like this place
I don't think I like your face
I don't know if I'll stick around
I don't know, I just might leave town

I don't care much what people say
Nothing's perfect anyway
No one said that the world was fair
All I want is someone to care

I wear the uniform of youth and I hold on
I wear the uniform of youth and I hold on

Dress it up, play it down
Take it out, kick it 'round
Never mind that I'm not like you
I just do what I've got to do

I wear the uniform of youth and I hold on
I wear the uniform of youth and I hold on
I wear the uniform of youth and I hold on
Yeah, just hold on

I wear the uniform of youth and I hold on
I wear the uniform of youth and I hold on
Yeah, hold on
I wear the uniform of youth and I hold on, oh