Letra

Oh oh I used to try and make every song sound perfect Just wanted say everything I mean and make it worth it Spent most of my days being everyone's less famous friend A footnote in their story but happy with who I am If you think about it Yeah think about it I turned ten in Indiana Twenty a St. Louis transplant Thirty at a beach on the Atlantic So it just makes sense I'll turn forty in Los Angeles Oh oh The big mistake that everybody makes is Thinking anything good or bad will last Cuz even my worst of days will drift away Til I forget And I'm still holdin' out for the best If I knew then Could tell myself back then You'll be ten in Indiana Twenty a St. Louis transplant Thirty at a beach on the Atlantic Just hang on kid You'll be forty in Los Angeles Oh oh Maybe I'll have a mid life crisis Buy a fancy car I can't afford Have a rebound friend-with-benefits And let people talk all about me how they want I know who I am and who I was Ten in Indiana Twenty a St. Louis transplant Thirty at a beach on the Atlantic But I made it Turning forty in Los Angeles Oh oh Oh oh
Writer(s): Rod Kim Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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