Threw a mattress on the floor and made a home out of a dorm room She got a credit card in her name to buy what she couldn't afford to And now she's eighteen she can barely eat and barely drive Mind racing, what's the meanin' of being alive? I don't blame her for not doing anything she was supposed to
So much for the young and free I know that you feel confused I'm sorry that it hurt so much Growing up is hard to do You'll always be a part of me Swear I'll take better care of you I'm sorry that it hurt so much Growing up is hard to do, hard to do
Rubbing drugs into your gums to prove to your friends That you're a good time, 'til you're crying in the stairwell Holding your hair back wishing you had kept your body to yoursеlf Can't forget the way it felt
So much for thе young and free I know that you feel confused I'm sorry that it hurt so much Growing up is hard to do You'll always be a part of me Swear I'll take better care of you I'm sorry that it hurt so much Growing up is hard to do, hard to do
You drank yourself dizzy Held in all your secrets Took off running naked with a handle in your arms Woke up in a fever Sweating out your bad decisions Couldn't even see straight, but you still got in the car You tried to be the cool girl You know the way that boys are You just wanna talk, but it's your body that he counts It's snowing up in Amherst You don't feel a damn thing Everything's a mess when you got nothing figured out
You'll always be a part of me Swear I'll take better care of you I'm sorry that it hurt so much Growing up is hard
Compositores: John Stephen Sudduth, Thomas John Michel (Royalty), Chelsea Emily Cutler ECAD: Obra #41395953