Half of my friends have kids
And half of my friends are still doing things we did
Pretending like it’s 2010, again
I don't know where I fit
I’m still writing songs on the floor of my apartment
And I find myself missing things that I didn’t think I’d miss
I spend all my time
Thinking 'bout how
How I would grow up and get out
But look at me now
Look at me now
I’m trying my best to be someone
Tryna deal with the feeling, everyone
Around me has found has the something I can’t find
Sometimes I’m a wreck I think too much
Gotta habit of fallin’ in n out of love
Don’t know where I’m going, but that’s fine
Cause this is my, 25
My mom talks about how she
Was already married n my age when she had me
I know her intentions are good
But they mess, with my head
Thought I knew exactly what I wanted
All the plans, I planned I thought I’d
Have it all together
I don't have it all together
I spend all my time
Thinking 'bout how
How I would grow up and get out
But look at me now
I’m trying my best to be someone
Tryna deal with the feeling, everyone
Around me has found has the something I can’t find
Sometimes I’m a wreck I think too much
Gotta habit of fallin’ in n out of love
Don’t know where I’m going, but that’s fine
Cause this is my, 25
I might, I might, I might, I might be behind
On somebody else's timeline
But I'm doin just fine on mine
I’m trying my best to be someone
Tryna deal with the feeling, everyone
Around me has found has the something I can’t find
Sometimes I’m a wreck I think too much
Gotta habit of fallin’ in n out of love
Don’t know where I’m going, but that’s fine
Cause this is my, 25