I miss dinner talks and walks Around the block with mom, and Watching slasher films How I would kill to feel that thrill again Spending all my time on finish lines and don't know why Maybe I should call my dad (Hello)
I wished that time passed like seasons in L.A. When grass in the front yard Was waiting for greener days
It's the panic of growing up It's the fear of fallin' down And if life ain't what you want It don't come back around It's the panic of growing up It's the fear of missing out Will it ever be enough If I'm a victim of nostalgia?
Will I always be the words I wrote When I was seventeen? Will the world still be around when I turn sixty-three? 'Cause getting older's getting old And I wish someone would've told me, me
I wished that time passed like seasons in L.A. When grass in the front yard Was waiting for greener days
It's the panic of growing up It's the fear of fallin' down And if life ain't what you want It don't come back around It's the panic of growing up (I don't wanna) It's the fear of missing out (Feel so bored of) Will it ever be enough (What I have right now) If I'm a victim of nostalgia?
I don't wanna feel so bored of What I have right now