Grown Up
When I was younger
Had no fears of getting older
Now it's creeping up on me
Like a sleeve that's slowly rides up on your arm
Climb in the bed
I hold the hands of pretty strangers
Just so I can keep pretending
It's the feeling of my mother's lovin' arms
Why cant i make the same mistakes the way i used to?
No one to tie all my shoelaces like they used to?
When did they let go of my hands?
Don't they understand?
Oh I
Oh I
I I don't want to live like a grown up anymore
I I feel so lost and lonely can I go back home?
Home, why can't I go back home?
My keys won't fit the door, I wanna go back home
Home
Now that I'm older
Oh, The realizations cold
If you need someone to lean on
Everybody's got a problem of their own
I call my father
In the hopes of finding comfort
When we talk about our week
We both make believe that we don't feel alone
Why cant i make the same mistakes the way i used to?
No one to tie all my shoelaces like they used to?
When did they let go of my hands?
Don't they understand?
Oh I
Oh I
I I don't want to live like a grown up anymore
I I feel so lost and lonely can I go back home?
Home, I wanna go back home?
My keys won't fit the door, why can't I go back home?
Home
Home
I wanna go back home
My keys wont fit the door
I wanna go back home
Home
Had no fears of getting older
Now it's creeping up on me
Like a sleeve that's slowly rides up on your arm
Climb in the bed
I hold the hands of pretty strangers
Just so I can keep pretending
It's the feeling of my mother's lovin' arms
Why cant i make the same mistakes the way i used to?
No one to tie all my shoelaces like they used to?
When did they let go of my hands?
Don't they understand?
Oh I
Oh I
I I don't want to live like a grown up anymore
I I feel so lost and lonely can I go back home?
Home, why can't I go back home?
My keys won't fit the door, I wanna go back home
Home
Now that I'm older
Oh, The realizations cold
If you need someone to lean on
Everybody's got a problem of their own
I call my father
In the hopes of finding comfort
When we talk about our week
We both make believe that we don't feel alone
Why cant i make the same mistakes the way i used to?
No one to tie all my shoelaces like they used to?
When did they let go of my hands?
Don't they understand?
Oh I
Oh I
I I don't want to live like a grown up anymore
I I feel so lost and lonely can I go back home?
Home, I wanna go back home?
My keys won't fit the door, why can't I go back home?
Home
Home
I wanna go back home
My keys wont fit the door
I wanna go back home
Home
Credits
Writer(s): Joe Kearns, Nikita Mehta, Rika, Riz Shain
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