I was sitting on your bedroom's floor

Doing everything i could do keep me from losing it all

When i noticed you had came in

I was scared and looked away

Don't look at me when i'm like this

I wouldn't like you to see how hurt i've been

You know i'd love to talk a bit more

But whatever i'd say might be a little cringe

Oh, i should've known that two beers were enough

Omg i guess i never learn

Oh, but it's okay cause from your bedroom's floor

Everything looks so much clearer

When i was eighteen i thought that all the answers would come to me, well guess what, they never did

I know it's lame but i just don't know how to say it another way

But i'll be nineteen in a month and i'm a lot less scared cause i read this book again

Imma live to the point of tears, cause i understand what it meant

It's not the alcohol this time

Or maybe it is a little bit

But i think you're beautiful

And the world might need this tonight