Growing Pains
Remember when we were young
We got so good at being bad
We would shake responsibilities so carefully
And would protect everything we had
We'd spend our days outside
Waiting for the sun to set so our stars could shine
And we would dream of better times
Maybe I was holding on too tight
Every day
I get lost in a world that's in the way
I'm who I am, the wannabe
'Cause when I think about memories
I never seem to see the missing piece
And now I'm starting to believe
That it was always me
I try not to panic
But panic is all I can do when I feel confused
I'm drowning fast in all of the sad excuses I have used
'Cause all the lost balloons
That you and I let go too soon
Were much too?? to see
Every day
I get lost in a world that's in the way
I'm who I am, the wannabe
'Cause when I think about memories
I never seem to see the missing piece
And now I'm starting to believe
That it was always me
Was it always me?
It's something so risky
Something I'll never feel
Maybe some day in time I will understand
But the tables are turning
And both ends are burning
I think it's okay 'cause the burning is all I am
Have I been standing in the dark too long to tell?
Have I been living with my eyes shut tight?
Or just hiding far too?
Every day
I get lost in a world that's in the way
I'm who I am, the wannabe
'Cause when I think about memories
I never seem to see the missing piece
And now I'm starting to believe
That it was always me
I know it was always me
We got so good at being bad
We would shake responsibilities so carefully
And would protect everything we had
We'd spend our days outside
Waiting for the sun to set so our stars could shine
And we would dream of better times
Maybe I was holding on too tight
Every day
I get lost in a world that's in the way
I'm who I am, the wannabe
'Cause when I think about memories
I never seem to see the missing piece
And now I'm starting to believe
That it was always me
I try not to panic
But panic is all I can do when I feel confused
I'm drowning fast in all of the sad excuses I have used
'Cause all the lost balloons
That you and I let go too soon
Were much too?? to see
Every day
I get lost in a world that's in the way
I'm who I am, the wannabe
'Cause when I think about memories
I never seem to see the missing piece
And now I'm starting to believe
That it was always me
Was it always me?
It's something so risky
Something I'll never feel
Maybe some day in time I will understand
But the tables are turning
And both ends are burning
I think it's okay 'cause the burning is all I am
Have I been standing in the dark too long to tell?
Have I been living with my eyes shut tight?
Or just hiding far too?
Every day
I get lost in a world that's in the way
I'm who I am, the wannabe
'Cause when I think about memories
I never seem to see the missing piece
And now I'm starting to believe
That it was always me
I know it was always me
Credits
Writer(s): Howard Fleetwood, Christian Morton, David A Jahns, Matthew Hooper
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