they tell you when you're young, "girls go out and have your fun"
then they haunt and slay the ones who actually do it
they criticize the way you fly, when you're soaring through the sky, they shout you down and sigh and then say, "she looks like she's been thorugh it"
lord, what will become of me, once I lost my novelty?
I've had too much to drink tonight, and I know it's said but this is what I think about
I wake up in the middle of the night, it's like I can feel time moving
how can a person know everything at 18 but nothing at 22?
lord, will you still want me, when I'm nothing new?
lord, how long will it be cute, all this crying in my room when you can't blame it on my youth?
and roll your eyes with affection?
my cheeks are growing tired, from turning red and faking smiles
lord, are we only biding time to lose your attention?
someone else lights up the room, people love an ingenue
I've had too much to drink tonight
how did I go from growing up to breaking down?
I wake up in the middle of the night and I can feel time moving
how can a person know everything at 18 but nothing at 22?
lord, will you still want me, when I'm nothing new?
I know someday I'm gonna meet her it's a fever dream
the kind of radiant she only had at seventeen
she'll say she know the way and got the map from me
I'll say "I'm happy for her" then I'll cry myself to sleep
I've had too much to drink tonight
but I wonder if they miss me once they drive me out
I wake up in the middle of the night and I can feel time moving
how can a person know everything at eighteen but nothing at twenty-two?
lord, will you still want me, when I'm nothing new?
will you still want me?
when I'm nothing new?
