23.

I'm sitting at the end of the bar

Wondering where you might be tonight

And where that would be if I'd have treated you right

I never thought that it'd be this hard

But now that I'm here it's so easy to see

Though it may sting you're better off without me

I don't want to rub salt in nobody's wounds

But I think that we were too good to be true

What do you do when all that you dreamed of

Ain't all that it's cracked up to be

Young love might expire when you hit 23

I woke up in the middle of the night

From the same forsaken dream

Where we're losing track of time and I never had to leave

The only thing weighing on my mind

Was the moment where we lived

Nothing could touch us but reality sinking in

I don't want to rub salt in nobody's wounds

But I think that we were too good to be true

What do you do when all that you dreamed of

Ain't all that it's cracked up to be

Young love might expire when you hit 23

I'll never know all the answers, just wish I could have one

For when you want the closure you didn't get

When I said I was done

I don't want to rub salt in nobody's wounds

But I think that we were too good to be true

What do you do when all that you dreamed of

Ain't all that it's cracked up to be

Young love might expire when you hit 23

Young love might expire when you hit 23