This Is It
"This Is It"
Button up your suit
Straighten your tie
Hide those tattoos
How did this life become mine
You call me on the phone
I can't breathe with these doubts
Come with me if you want
'Cause I'm getting out
We were living on a straight line
Now we're out of control
We were living on a straight line
Feeling so old
How do we exist
Lost in this spin
We were waiting for the right time
Now this is it
Now we're living on a dime
So turn on your charm
Turn off the sun
Toss out the alarm
Call your friend back home
It was a matter of time
And maybe it was wrong
But I feel so alive
We were living on a straight line
Now we're out of control
We were living on a straight line
We were feeling so old
If we run out of gas
This ain't meant to last
Waiting for the right time
It's now at last
And we're not getting older
We're not getting older
Not getting older tonight
No, we're not getting older
We're not getting older
Not getting older tonight
No, we're not getting older
We're not getting older
Not getting older tonight
We're not getting older tonight
And we were living on a straight line
Now we're out of control
We were living on a straight line
We were feeling so old
How do we exist
Lost in this spin
We were waiting for the right time
Now this is it
We are taking in the new love
Watch the sky turn to gold
With every new direction
There's a story untold
There's a bed by the water
Maybe this could be home
We'll live together
And we'll never be alone, alone, alone
And our hands intertwining
Like the braids in my hair
We were waiting for the right time
Now it's here
END
Button up your suit
Straighten your tie
Hide those tattoos
How did this life become mine
You call me on the phone
I can't breathe with these doubts
Come with me if you want
'Cause I'm getting out
We were living on a straight line
Now we're out of control
We were living on a straight line
Feeling so old
How do we exist
Lost in this spin
We were waiting for the right time
Now this is it
Now we're living on a dime
So turn on your charm
Turn off the sun
Toss out the alarm
Call your friend back home
It was a matter of time
And maybe it was wrong
But I feel so alive
We were living on a straight line
Now we're out of control
We were living on a straight line
We were feeling so old
If we run out of gas
This ain't meant to last
Waiting for the right time
It's now at last
And we're not getting older
We're not getting older
Not getting older tonight
No, we're not getting older
We're not getting older
Not getting older tonight
No, we're not getting older
We're not getting older
Not getting older tonight
We're not getting older tonight
And we were living on a straight line
Now we're out of control
We were living on a straight line
We were feeling so old
How do we exist
Lost in this spin
We were waiting for the right time
Now this is it
We are taking in the new love
Watch the sky turn to gold
With every new direction
There's a story untold
There's a bed by the water
Maybe this could be home
We'll live together
And we'll never be alone, alone, alone
And our hands intertwining
Like the braids in my hair
We were waiting for the right time
Now it's here
END
Credits
Writer(s): Taylor Maria Diane
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