Текст песни
I’ll be twenty five at midnight
Was counting down but then my phone died
Now I can’t remember my way home
Drunk in an empty apartment
Text a few of my ex-lovers
One sends back a picture of his kid
I know I’m too young to die
But I’m too old to die young now
I’ll turn out these IKEA lights
Call my friends and say I love them
Yeah I’m safe, I’m just feeling low
Thinking my best self might be behind me
Fall in the background
Am I too young to think that it’s over now?
Well I guess I’m alone now
It’s only getting better when you come ‘round
(then you come ‘round)
And we try to find the good when it’s ill-defined
Faking like you understood why the best is behind
Now I’m dying in these four walls
Feeling smaller than I ever did remember
Is this forever?
I’m over it now
I’m too young to die
I’ll turn out these IKEA lights
Call my friends and say I love them
Yeah I’m safe, I’m just feeling low
Thinking my best self might be behind me
Thinking my best self might be behind me
Thinking my best self might be behind me
