Music: Nathan Grant/Gregory O'Connor
Iโm nineteen and I started smoking cigarettes
And I wear ripped jeans
And I fill my weekends with regrets
And my car doesn't sound right
but that's to be expected
And I hide my insecurities
Using laughter as a weapon
Feels like I'm falling and I didn't think to bring a parachute
Seems like you know I'm stalling
But I'm too scared to let those feelings out
Maybe its because the last one broke my heart
And left me all alone
But I hope theres something different about you
Cause
Iโm nineteen and I started smoking cigarettes
And I wear ripped jeans
And I fill my weekends with regrets
And my car doesn't sound right
but that's to be expected
And I hide my insecurities
Using laughter as a weapon
I'm still a kid and sometimes I still like to play the air guitar
Thereโs days I miss like when Iโd ride my bike to see where the wild things are
And I don't wanna grow up yet
Cause Iโm too scared that Iโll forget
The tree house homes
The bedroom forts
The monsters under my bed
Iโm nineteen and I started smoking cigarettes
And I wear ripped jeans
And I fill my weekends with regrets
And my car doesn't sound right but that's to be expected
And I hide my insecurities
Using laughter as a weapon