"Virgins" lyrics

"Virgins"

Where have all the virgins gone?
Sleepin' on their parents' lawn?
Bad kids sent to summer school
Skip to skate in the empty pool
No one seems to listen
The rule is no exception
Don't ever change
Bad is good enough

Please won't you stay with me?
I'm beggin' tonight
I'll hold back your hair if you're not feelin' alright
There's nothin' left for us here
This town has spit us out, dear

I drag my feet up and down these halls
I write my name on the bathroom walls
There's nothin' sacred to me
I lost it in the backseat

Where have all the virgins gone?
Sleepin' on their parents' lawn?
Bad kids sent to summer school
Skip to skate in the empty pool
No one seems to listen
The rule is no exception
Don't ever change
Bad is good enough

I believe there's room for friends in all the beds
It all depends on what they said
Opposites attract sometimes
But others find that love is blind
And I don't mind
Yeah
Yeah

Where have all the virgins gone?
Sleepin' on their parents' lawn?
Don't ever change
Bad is good enough

Where have all the virgins gone?
Sleepin' on their parents' lawn?
Bad kids sent to summer school
Skip to skate in the empty pool
No one seems to listen
The rule is no exception
Don't ever change
Bad is good enough


Thanks to Skoofer for correcting these lyrics.
Writer(s): Sebastien Alexandre Grainger, Jesse Frederick Keeler, David Stuart Sardy
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