it’s a slow hollowing out of experience
cutting back the wisteria
on the porch of the house i grew up in
sneak out the window / ash in the gutter
move in september keep coming back every summer
i never strain to remember / never been good at pretending
i always knew what I wanted but never knew how to get it
was sleeping thru adolescence i never planned for it ending

now I’m worried about making my parents proud
so embarrassed of the time i spent figuring out
i’m just scared to keep replaying the same sounds
and then everything comes crashing down

what am i learning looking back
it feels so long would you look at that
still feel so young baby thats a fact
i still feel crazy looking back

twelve am and I’m just leaving work
and I’m driving to pine street
you’re losing sleep just to see me
couple shots of tequila
in a mcdonald’s fanta
you keep asking me questions i don’t have any answers

now i’m worried bout what i never said allow
way too late to go back and figure this shit out
lie awake roll the same syllables around my mouth
and then everything comes crashing down

what am i learning looking back
it feels so long would you look at that
still feel so young long baby thats a fact
i still feel crazy looking back

what am i learning looking back
i feel so blue would u look at that
i been gone so long baby that’s a fact
i still feel crazy looking back