One, two, three
I think we should record that
I overthink the things I said
I start to question who my friends are
Maybe I'm oversharin'
I'm the roman but no one else was there
I cared, at least I cared
No point in tryin' to prove yourself to them
Why question who you are from deep within?
No matter what, your youth's gonna end
My God, it's sinkin' in
There's no point in anything
Too young but too old for this
The kids are growin' up in the garden
Now I lost my appetite
The kids are throwin' up in the garden
No point in tryin' to prove yourself to them
Why question who you are from deep within?
No matter what, your youth's gonna end
My God, it's sinkin' in
There's no point in anything
No point in tryin' to prove yourself to them
Why question who you are from deep within?
No matter what, your youth's gonna end
My God, you'll never win
There's no point in any—
Well, maybe I'm just tryna stay young
(Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh)
(La-la, la-la-la)
(Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh)
(La-la, la-la-la)
(Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh)
(La-la, la-la-la)
(Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh)
(La-la, la-la-la)
Too young but too old for this
The kids are growin' up in the garden
Now I've lost my appetite
The kids are throwin' up in the garden