Lyrics
The back pocket of my bag won't close
I'm sick of 13, I hate all my clothes
I'm being beat to death with responsibilities
This isn't what I thought it would be
2000s movies portray this all wrong
I hate cliches but now I'm writing this song
I wanted fetch outfits and Regina George
All my problems weren't solved when I stepped through the door
Ooh, ooh, ooh
My passive aggressive nature scares all my friends
Ooh, ooh, ooh
When will the embarrassment end
My teenage years aren't turning out
Exactly how I dreamed them, in my head
I wanna go to bed
And
What happened to crayons and imagination
Instead I'm running on pure caffeination
Like some sort of cheap exploitation
I've been procrastinating all my emotions
And talking about my social media devotion
I hate every morning, I forgot how to smile
Too childish to be grown, too grown to be a child
Learning my lesson sucks, but so do I
I hate my lack of friends and I hate my lack of time
Because I don't know how to plan, to do things before 8
My constant panic has become a personality trait
Ooh, ooh, ooh
My slightly depressive nature scares all my friends
Ooh, ooh, ooh
When will the embarrassment end
My teenage years aren't turning out
Exactly how I dreamed them, in my head
I wanna go to bed
And
What happened to crayons and imagination
Instead I'm running on pure caffeination
Like some sort of cheap exploitation
Just wanna run away, don't wanna be a runaway
Reflecting on my past has been like an eternal doomsday
Just wanna run away, don't wanna be a runaway
It feels like all that I'm good for is getting in everyone's
And how did that make you feel…
Um… fine
I miss my long hair
I miss my white teeth
I miss my sense of true reality
I miss my old friends
I miss my no doubts
I miss not having to worry about
My walk
My talk
The way my hair flops
My hands
My brands
There go all my plans
My teenage years aren't turning out
Exactly how I dreamed them, in my head
I wanna go to bed
And
What happened to crayons and imagination
Instead I'm running on pure caffeination
Like some sort of cheap exploitation
Just wanna run away, don't wanna be a runaway
Reflecting on my past has been like an eternal doomsday
Just wanna run away, don't wanna be a runaway
It feels like all that I'm good for is getting in everyone's way
Just wanna run away, don't wanna be a runaway
Reflecting on my past has been like an eternal doomsday
Just wanna run away, don't wanna be a runaway
It feels like all that I'm good for is getting in everyone's
WRITERS
Greer Frank, Gabbie Frazier
PUBLISHERS
Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
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Sadness
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Abuse and Violence
