20

It's the middle of the night in a gross way I'm fighting my eyelids on the last train Black is the sky as blue as the day As blank as my mind, I'm not sure what to say I'll walk my way home from the station on 6th Passing the same old buildings Neighborhood children I miss that feeling I'm not ready to go And I'm not ready to grow So bad at being alone I'm almost 20 years old Biting my nails and I'm twisting my hair Almost 20 years old, didn't think I'd be here Well, I don't have a ride or a license to show Almost 20 years now, where did all the time go? I'll talk my way out of these expectations that leave me shaken Breaking, I'm breaking down, I'm crying, calling all my exes up I'll walk my way out of the city now I'm freaking out I'm not ready to go And I'm not ready to grow Oh, I'm so bad at being alone I'm almost 20 years old, ah! Ooh, sha la la la Ooh, sha la la la Ooh, sha la la la, ah Ooh, sha la la la Ooh, sha la la la Ooh, sha la la la, ah