Spent 16 alone
17 too
18 tryna work up the nerve to talk to you
Spent 19 in college
20 in bed

The talk of the towns
The silence between
You, a sight for sore eyes staring
For three hours fifteen
I was queen street bound
Would you know the whole way there
Cupid would not stop kicking at the back of my chair
Well I hungered for want of money enough to eat
Cupid would not stop kicking at the back of my goddamn seat
The hills and I just vying for attention

Spent 16 alone
17 too
18 tryna work up the nerve to talk to you
Spent 19 in college
20 in bed
And I think I'll spend 21 wishing I was dead

I was slipping off out of the back of the party
You were asking why I left
I was texting back 'Maybe I'm too young for this'

The talk of the towns
The silence between
You, a sight for sore eyes staring
For three hours fifteen
I was homeward bound
Would you know the whole way there
I could not stop kicking myself at the thought of you there
Well I hungered for want of anything to change at all
Cupid would not stop kicking, telling me to call
The hills and I fighting over scraps

Told them I spent 16 alone
17 too
18 tryna work up the nerve to talk to you
Spent 19 in college
20 in bed
And I think I'll spend 21 wishing I was dead
22 and 23'll just be passing by
And I'm sure I'll spend 24
Wishing I was 25
Six and seven won't know what to do with
28 and 29'll just be taking the piss
And I'm thinking about reaching, like, 30
And I'm thinking about
Maybe I'm
Maybe I'm too young for this

I was slipping off out of the back of the party
You were asking why I left
I was texting back 'Cause fuck that place'

Maybe I'm
Maybe I'm
Maybe I'm too young for this
Maybe I'm too young for this