I wasn’t always so bitter

I wasn’t always this jaded and insecure

I used to dream so much bigger

Then woke up in my 20s like oh fuck I’m not really sure

Paying my rent is a bummer

Nobody told me that every day looks the same

I have to work in the summer

Used to daydream in color now I stare into empty space

I shot for the moon ended up in the atmosphere

Does anybody else hate it here?

When I wake up I’m still thirteen

Staying up drinking soda

But my friends don’t sleep over anymore

So I’ll ride on my half pipe dream

For as long as I’m able

On the edge of unstable

When I grow up I just hope I see

Someone one half as cool as the kid I that used to be

Forget to eat until dinner

Stare at my phone till it dies and the screen turns off

I only feel like a winner

When i find 20 dollars in the coat that I lost

Yeah I shot for the moon ended up in the atmosphere

Does anybody else hate it here?

When I wake up I’m still thirteen

Staying up drinking soda

But my friends don’t sleep over anymore

So I’ll ride on my half pipe dream

For as long as I’m able

On the edge of unstable

When I grow up I just hope I see

Someone one half as cool as the kid I that used to be

When I wake up I’m still thirteen

Staying up drinking soda

But my friends don’t sleep over anymore

So I’ll ride on my half pipe dream

For as long as I’m able

On the edge of unstable

When I grow up I just hope I see

Someone one half as cool

One half as cool

Someone one half as cool as the kid that I used to be

She said I wish it could be casual

It’s funny cuz this is the first time that I actually said what I meant

Progress is gradual

But I graduated way too long ago to make excuses I’m spent

Spoon scraping

The bottom, the bowl’s breaking

I’m out of control shaking

I was supposed to make something of my life

I was supposed to make something of my life, right

Existential crises are so overrated

And I’d be super psyched just making out on the beach

Don’t worry bout the timing everything’s complicated

And that’s alright with me

Yeah that’s alright with me

I wonder when I’ll be myself again

It’s funny, I don’t know the last time that I cared enough to make up my bed

I’m someone else again

But diss-a-sociation’s only cool when you can make some money on it

I’m stuck scrolling

I’m out on my own bowling

I’m racking it up, rolling

I was supposed to make something of my life, yeah

I was supposed to make something of my life, right

Existential crises are so overrated

And I’d be super psyched just making out on the beach

Don’t worry bout the timing everything’s complicated

And that’s alright with me

Yeah that’s alright with me

I guess that I’m a little shy like that

So pessimistic gonna cry like that

Go fatalistic Imma die like that

Is this the best I can be

I guess that I’m a little shy like that

So pessimistic gonna cry like that

Go fatalistic Imma die like that

Is this the best I can be

Existential crises are so overrated

And I’d be super psyched just making out on the beach

Don’t worry bout the timing everything’s complicated

And that’s alright with me

Yeah that’s alright with me

Cuz existential crises are so overrated

And I’d be super psyched just making out on the beach

Don’t worry bout the timing everything’s complicated

And that’s alright with me

Yeah that’s alright with me

Milo is our family dog

He’s just about 15

He could be a freshman in high school

But he can’t get up the stairs at night

And he can hardly see

Everybody else’s dogs are dying too

What a misty night up in the valley

What a shitty party there’s no booze

Nothing ever has a good finale

But that’s old news

Me and all my friends have got the blues

Order up another beer at Barney’s Beanery

Grab a corner booth and sit awhile

Craning up our necks so we can all see the TV

Watch an ad for Prozac, crack a smile

What a crowded Thursday night in Hollywood

What a stupid choice to wear new shoes

The Mets are in the bottom 9th, and they’re not looking good

They’re gonna lose

Me and all my friends have got the blues

What do you do when you’ve been running out of dreams

Our better days are all behind us so it seems

It’s not the living it’s the moments in between

I know it’s hard

What a thrilling session for my therapist

What a timeworn story that we choose

A couple twenty somethings and we’re scared of it –

This life, a platitude

Me and all my friends have got the blues

Get off my plane from New York

Burbank looks tired tonight

Stuck in some traffic I’m not really sure

If it’s Cahuenga or the 405

Mom calls me up on the phone

Tell her I’m doing okay

She says “You’ll feel better if you come back home”

Well I’m sorry I’ve got shows to play

What did you think of the encore

What did you think of the songs

What did you think all the people would do –

Sing along?

You got it wrong

Cuz that’s not how this story goes

Table for one at the bar

Happy hour special to boot

Look where you’ve been, look how you’ve come this far

Look at your friends dressed up in business suits

What did you think of the encore

What did you think of the songs

What did you think all the people would do –

Sing along?

You got it wrong

Cuz that’s not how this story goes

Meet up with friends, go downtown

Some rooftop hotel with a view

Everyone likes it when you come around

Say it over if it helps you through

What did you think of the encore

What did you think of the songs

Look at the people – they’re all here for you –

Singing along

You got it wrong

And maybe that’s not how this story goes

I, I had a dream that the skyline was burning

(The sky was burning down, the sky was burning down)

I sat on the beach and watched the airplanes returning

(The planes were coming round, the planes were coming round)

It’s not time to roll another

I need to get my head straight before I run for cover

I’m moving slowly

She’s on a trip to Anguila

Sipping pina coladas on a fancy boat

I’m drunk on Topo tequilas

On some rooftop with people I don’t even know

It’s not time to pour another

I need to get my head straight before I run for cover

I’m moving slowly

I don’t wanna move fast, gotta go slow

I’m moving slowly

Every day’s a week these days

And today I burned the coffee

Cuz I always wake up in a haze

When I overstay the party

Look at where that got me

Well I wonder where the time goes

Remember 18 – felt like flying