WYD

I don't wanna be twenty something and still in my head about
Seventeen in my bedroom talking, you said that by now we'd
Paint the walls of our shared apartment, you're still everything I want and
I think we could work it out, so what are you doing now?

I'm lying to my friends, saying I'm having fun
Sitting at a dinner table set for one
And thinking 'bout the times we used to sneak out of our house
At night and meet up at that spot and we said it's love
But I guess it's easy to forget it
I'd like to think I'm something more than just a bad investment
All you said is you deserve a fairy tale but I ain't heard
The one that leaves me here without you in the ending, yeah

You always did say I should read more
And find my own happiness so I don't need yours
I'm going through the letters that I kept in these drawers
I guess you got your wish 'cause I've been reading for
The whole day, it's so strange that even when we ended it
I swear I still see that love in your penmanship
I tried forgetting as a sort of denial
And I been hiding all this pain with a porcelain smile
And maybe this is life, maybe this is growing up
I don't like the thought of us not growing old
Say I'm fine and that's the reason why you left
Saying that I still can't open up

I would've let you in
But didn't know enough
What are you doing now?
Can we make this up?

I don't wanna be twenty something (no) and still in my head about (still in my head)
Seventeen in my bedroom talking (yeah), you said that by now we'd (by now)
Paint the walls of our shared apartment, you're still everything I want and (still everything)
I think we could work it out (yeah), so what are you doing now?