Coming of Age

I'm old enough now to know That I'll be sad when I go I won't lie and say I won't cry Cause I know I will I pretend every evening is a film Starring me And I over romanticize Every aspect of my life And it makes me feel less alone And more lonely at the same time But I'm holding on Every minute and every line I'm not asking for you to feel bad for me Just look back and see All the good things we hated so much When they were happening I'm not asking for you to feel bad for me Just look back and see All the good things we hated so much When they were happening I think I would like to die By the ripe age of 25 Because getting older Makes me feel so sick inside I miss my old apartment Even the cracks in the ceiling That I hated when I first moved in But I guess I grew to love them And I get anxious before parties Cause I know how I'll feel When everyone goes home And it's just me all alone again Alone again I'm not asking for you to feel bad for me Just look back and see All the good things we hated so much When they were happening I'm not asking for you to feel bad for me Just look back and see All the good things we hated so much When they were happening