quarter life crisis

I'm a late bloomer That's what they told me Got another crush on some celebrity And I just turned twenty-five I'm the most single person alive I've got so many married And engaged friends What's Dylan O'Brien doing lately? DM'd him, I'll know he'll just ignore me I guess I've shot my shot for now Maybe I'll end up with him somehow It's a quarter life crisis, baby Done so many thing but still There's something missing and I can't quite figure it out That 20-year plan I made in sixth grade Didn't exactly turn out the way The way I wanted it to be I'm in a quarter life crises It's a quarter life crises Got a nice apartment Living on my own Current career's got me in a chokehold And I know that I'm twenty-five (twenty-five) Some dreams we can't abide If I don't try now Then I'll never know "Not a lot going on at the moment" Taylor Swift understood the assignment I wish I had that drive in me To get back up there on my feet It's a quarter life crisis, baby Done so many thing but still There's something missing and I can't quite figure it out That 20-year plan I made in sixth grade Didn't exactly turn out the way The way I wanted it to be I'm in a quarter life crises It's a quarter life crises I'm stuck like Shroedinger's cat inside that box Counting down my wasted days Like some kind of fatal clock What a joke I'm so young I've got so much life to live But right now I feel like I've got Nothing left to give Nothing left to give Nothing left to give Nothing left to give Nothing left to give No, no, no No It's a quarter life crisis, baby Done so many thing but still There's something missing and I can't quite figure it out That 20-year plan I made in sixth grade Didn't exactly turn out the way The way I wanted it to be I'm in a quarter life crises It's a quarter life crises