[Verse 1]
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 the street
They say I'm too young to think about love
But without it, I feel incomplete
[Chorus]
Another year full of static, mid-June feels so tragic
I lie here, cry here
Less melodramatic, more anticlimactic
I'm all out of tears
What a bittersweet sixteen
(Hmm, hmm)
[Verse 2]
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 childhood's 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
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 the street
They say I'm too young to think about love
But without it, I feel incomplete
[Chorus]
Another year full of static, mid-June feels so tragic
I lie here, cry here
Less melodramatic, more anticlimactic
I'm all out of tears
What a bittersweet sixteen
(Hmm, hmm)
[Verse 2]
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 childhood's 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
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