(I write songs about you, you, you)
I'm not sad, just a little bummed out
The me in your head is not what I'm 'bout
It's all bad, just a big thumbs-down
To hear what you've said since I left town
Hard to navigate solo (uh)
Extroversion can't hold me down
Home's a place that I don't know
'Cause I went back to my parent's house
And my bed don't feel the same as it used to
And friends pick different lanes I can't move through
I lost all that they figured out
They found jobs and I write songs about
You and me from way back when I was
Just 18 and in my head, and I
I still wish we were something
Now you moved on and I write songs about you, you, you
I write songs about you, you, you
I packed up, tried evicting you out
Of my lovesick mind and my toxic mouth
My bad luck kept you sticking around
In the songs, I sing when I think out loud
Hard to navigate solo (solo)
Extroversion can't hold me down (hold me down)
Home's a place that I don't know (don't know)
'Cause I went back to my parent's house
And my bed don't feel the same as it used to
And friends pick different lanes I can't move through (oh no)
I lost all that they figured out
They found jobs and I write songs about
You and me from way back when I was (oh no)
Just 18 and in my head, and I
I still wish we were something
Now you moved on and I write songs about you, you, you
I write songs about you, you, you
You moved on and I write songs about you (I write songs about)
You, you
I write songs about you, you, you
I write songs about you
