You hold your tension in your shoulders

You said I'd get it when I'm older

Old friends and new molars

Childhood is over

You hold your tension in your shoulders

You said I'd get it when I'm older

Old friends and new molars

Childhood is over

Daydream about road rage

I'd say I'm feeling terrible

But

I don't wanna bring you down with me

You hid your motives in your eyes

You're screaming from your insides

Now we're sleeping in the guest room

Used to be my bed room

I don't smile like I used to

Wish that I was happy like you

Now we're sleeping in the guest room

Used to be my bed room

I don't smile like I used to

Wish that I was happy like you