Gold party dresses and half-baked confessions
Fleeting obsessions on anything new
Millions of questions about my existence
And if I'm even cool
By now, I thought that I'd checked off some boxes
Keep kickin' my bucket list right down street
They say I'm too young to think about love
But without it, I feel incomplete
Another year full of static
Mid-June feels so tragic
I lie here
Cry here
Less melodramatic, more anticlimatic
I'm all out of tears
What a bittersweet 16
When I was younger
I used to wonder
If I'd have a boyfriend and we'd love each other
He'd tell me I'm pretty and make me feel nice
But I just feel shitty, surprise
My childhoods wastin
And I'm scared to face it
I'm halfway to halfway to a midlife crisis
And I can't even drive yet
Maybe I should get my license
Maybe I should get this life thing figured out
Another year full of static
Mid-June feels so tragic
I lie here
Cry here
Less melodramatic, more anticlimatic
I'm all out of tears
What a bittersweet 16
Time of my life is it downhill from here?
I refuse to believe they're the best of my years
My mind makes up stories but they sure don't help
Cause the me in my head is just worse than myself
Like a candle burning out
Another year full of static
Mid-June feels so tragic
I lie here
Cry here
Less melodramatic, more anticlimatic
I'm all out of tears
What a bittersweet 16
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