What was that?
I think I've had too much to drink again
You told your dad
And then we never spoke again
I'm just sixteen
I'm too young to deal with this
I'm just sixteen
I can't die yet

I'll never have what he has
I'll never think what he thinks
I'll fantasize about him
And what he has
I'm not nostalgic for anything
I never lived a childhood
My life hasn't gotten any better
Than I thought it would
Than I thought it would