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I got a problem My name's been goin' around 'Cause people wanna run their mouths, yeah, yeah But I can't stop them 'Cause I can't stop myself From giving them these stories to tell I can't stand to be alone Caught up on my phone Just some boy that they would never really talk to I just need another soul Not someone to control Just someone that I can give a mind to But is it better? Living in the weather of the young (Of the young) Oh, Is it cooler? Short-lived but it's warmer than above Is it ever, ever enough? While you were talking They just get me tired So I cut the slack, while you're throwin' it back Never askin' "Are you mine?" You know I'm never home But the more she knows, the more I show Of my head, my heart, these bleeding cards All over the table And I end up in this roll I never told 'em what I'm told Don't wanna be Force-fed, sordid, oh I don't wanna be stable If it's better Living in the weather of the young (Of the young) Oh, is it cooler? Short lived but it's warmer than above Is it ever, ever enough? Didn't really think that it would work this way Guess I just, I woke up (Oh) Gettin' comfy in these games we play Oh I used to give so much I'ma spend it all on a perfect picture Of imperfect woes If you wanna meet me in the bathroom You say, "that's gross" Okay, let's go To your place A weary pace With those sexy, sad eyes The taxi shadow Oh lord, I know Okay, let's go Where it's better Living in the weather of the young (Of the young) Oh, is it cooler? Short-lived but it's warmer than above Is it ever, ever enough? (Hey, so uh, it's me, again) Oh lord, I know, it's more than enough (I, uh, I'm sorry about earlier, I just, I dunno) (It was one of those weird times) (And y'know, we're both there at the bar) (Yeah I'm sorry, I'm really fucking sorry) (Just call me) Is it ever, ever enough?