I dream about the girl I used to be Under the bleachers where I cut my teeth Till all the silly boys in filthy cars They left their scars They cut me deep It's just like You walked straight out the set of Dawson's creek Said I was cute when I could barely breathe And with a face that has a place inside a teenage magazine Now this could be hyperbole But I'm afraid I might die If you're not holding me tight I'll be your 21st century cool girl Baby I'll forever be tragically insecure But if you're ready to love me then I'm all yours La, la, la la And if you wanna get freaky on hotel floors Then maybe I might be what you're looking for So if you're ready to love me then jump on board La, la, la la Well are you ready? Let's go We're making out in a bar in Amsterdam I hate the thought that this could ever end And underneath the disco ball these sweaty walls are closing in Now this could be hyperbole But I'm afraid I might die If I'm not here by your side I'll be your 21st century cool girl Baby I'll forever be tragically insecure But if you're ready to love me then I'm all yours La, la, la la And if you wanna get freaky on hotel floors Then maybe I might be what you're looking for So if you're ready to love me then jump on board La, la, la la I'll be yours (la, la, la la) I wanna be yours (la, la, la la, I'll be yours) I'll be your 21st century cool girl, ha (la, la, la la) (La, la, la la) (Let's go Chlo Chlo) (Come on, come on, come on, come on) I'll be your 21st century cool girl (la, la, la la) (La, la, la la) I'll be yours (la, la, la la) Wanna be yours (la, la, la la) I'll be yours I'll be yours