They're promised that dreams can come true. But forgot to mention that nightmares are dreams,too (c)
All you young wild girls
You make a mess of me
Yeah, you young wild girls
You'll be the death of me, the death of me

All you young wild girls
No matter what you do
Yeah, you young wild girls
I'll always come back to you, come back to you

I get lost under these lights
I get lost in the words I say
Start believing my own lies
Like everything will be okay

Bruno Mars - Young Girls