I used to get drunk just so I could go out and kiss girls on the lips
The next day, I’d wake up and I’d look back and wonder
Why it felt the way that it did
This mysterious affliction I pushed down for years
Just for it to come back in full swing
Now I’ve moved far away
But there’s some things I’d say to myself
Back when I was a kid

Like, Sweet girl, someday you’ll move to New York
And you won’t feel so different
Sweet child, one day what you’re scared to say
Will have everybody listening
It’s okay to hold on for a couple more years
‘Cause I’m right here, cheering you on
With a full tank of gas, leave that place in the past
And go find where you really belong

Now you’re sharing a room with a girl
Who makes films about the places she’s been
And you’re still seeing ghosts of the people you know
Who think the way that you live is a sin
You’ll waste some of your time with a really nice guy
Whose lips makes you feel more alone
But the powers above don’t care who you love
And you’ll figure that out as you go
Yeah, you’ll figure it out as you go

Sweet girl, someday you’ll move to New York
And you won’t feel so different
Sweet child, one day what you’re scared to say
Will have everybody listening
It’s okay to hold on for a couple more years
‘Cause I’m right here, cheering you on
With a full tank of gas, leave that place in the past
And go find where you really belong

The midnights, the mondays, the panic, the heartbreak
And lying awake with your doubt
To the scars that heal over, the peace without closure
And knowing that you made it out
Sweet girl, you made it out

And someday you’ll move to New York
And you won’t feel so different
One day what you’re scared to say
Will have everybody listening
It’s okay to hold on a couple more years
‘Cause I’m right here cheering you on
With a full tank of gas, leave that place in the past
And go find where you really belong
You’ll belong, you’ll belong