Quarter Life Crisis

I ain't no Tin Man, no, I pour my heart out

Every time I strum this guitar and open my mouth

I'm more like the Lion, sometimes I get scared

Then other times I feel like Dorothy and wanna be anywhere but here

Hotel rooms get lonely, but so does my home

And I could be in a crowded room and still feel alone

Twenty something, still don't know nothin'

What do I got to show for it?

I don't feel old enough to be a wife

But what if I miss the love of my life?

'Cause I ain't ready to commit

This is my quarter life crisis, ay ay

Quarter life crisis

I wanna be different, I wanna swim upstream

Oh, then why do I get so mad when everybody passes me

Am I on the right track? Did I make the right call?

These are the things I'm dumb enough to ask my Magic 8 Ball

Twenty something, still don't know nothin'

What do I got to show for it?

I don't feel old enough to be a wife

But what if I miss the love of my life?

'Cause I ain't ready to commit

This is my quarter life crisis, ay ay

Quarter life crisis

Here we are at twenty-five, did I spend it well? Did I do it right?

Maybe I'll just flip a coin, figure it out on the next dime

Twenty something, still don't know nothin'

What do I got to show for it?

I don't feel old enough to be a wife

But what if I miss the love of my life?

'Cause I ain't ready to commit

This is my quarter life crisis, ay ay

Quarter life crisis, ay ay ay