I’m coming of age in the worst way
It's supposed to be like it’s a movie
Freedom rushing through me
They pull up old car in the driveway
I’ll try and feel like I’m in a movie
Nothings coming to me
Wind in my hair on the highway
There's no romanticizing
I wish we could stop hiding
Grinning ear to ear push my thoughts away
This night has to heal me
I wish I could start feeling
Late night drives
We get high
I see the spark still in their eyes
Maybe this is the best it gets in life
The music’s loud
We own this town
If only these thoughts would stop running ‘round
Because in this moment I just want to be found
He’s five days clean but his arms still ache
He doesn’t make a sound
He’s slipping away
The movies all lie about these “golden days”
‘Cuz if you look around
We’re slipping away
The teenage dream and a perfect day
Yet I’m still feeling down
I’m slipping away
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