Just another Sunday afternoon
Crying, tryna drown out the sound
Of fighting words coming from the living room
Going shot for shot in another round
We just sweep it under the rug
Never talk about it at all
We just leave it all messed up
Add another brick to the wall
Yeah, the thing about growing old young
You fast-forward through the innocent stuff
You cut straight to the falling out of love
And thinking maybe you'll never be enough
'Cause you've never kissed a boy, but your heart's in two
Never had a drink but you know what it can do
Never got to see the world before yours came undonе
That's growing old young
A ten-year-old should be playing housе
Not holding theirs together
Or blaming yourself or wondering how
The bad will ever get any better
Yeah, the thing about growing old young
You fast-forward through the innocent stuff
You cut straight to the falling out of love
And thinking maybe you'll never be enough
'Cause you've never kissed a boy, but your heart's in two
Never had a drink but you know what it can do
Never got to see the world before yours came undone
That's growing old young
Growing old ain't a choice
But sometimes, growing up ain't either
When you get cut that young
Time's the only healer
But the thing about growing old young
You'll learn how to get through the tough stuff
You'll find a way to fall in love
Without your past messing it up
I know you've never kissed a boy, but your heart's in two
Never had a drink but you know what it can do
Never got to see the world before yours came undone
I know you're growing old young
I know you're growing old young
That's the thing about growing old young
