Lyrics: Caroline Pennell/Ryan Raines
Music: Ryan Raines/Caroline Pennell
Went to bed a little girl
And woke up a grown-ass woman
Paid someone to tell me why
There are things I shouldn't
Should do to get the ones I love
To do exactly what I want
Turns out that ain't love at all
I, I, I
Missed a call again from Mom
But I'll call her back tomorrow
I don't wanna hear her voice
At the risk of what would follow
I'll feel bad for feeling far
I'll feel far from feeling me
Then I won't know who to be
I, I, I
And now I'm screaming in the air at the top of my lungs
I'm having fun, I'm having fun, I'm having fun
I'm wiping my tears on an old sweatshirt
I know it hurts, oh I know it hurts
I'll try to explain it again, oh it feels like
I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I
Now I'm sitting in my room
And I count the things around me
That I bought to fill the void
And to make something about me
'Cause I gave my time away
But I'm thе one I really hate
For nеver giving myself comfort in the first place
And now I'm screaming in the air at the top of my lungs
I'm having fun, I'm having fun, I'm having fun
I'm wiping my tears on an old sweatshirt
I know it hurts, oh I know it hurts
I'll try to explain it again, oh it feels like
Biting my hair, driving too fast
Buy a nice shirt, sending it back
God I'm so bored, life is so dumb
Why can't it always be what I want?
The less that I like the boy that I see
The problem with him is probably me
I'm running in place, going downhill
Not having fun but maybe I will
Not having fun, maybe I will
Not having fun, maybe I will
Not having fun, maybe I will
Not having fun, maybe I will