Once or twice I had the time of my life when
all of your feathers were blowing my mind again
Somewhere you told me I wasn't in love with you
I believed every word you said to me

When I grow up I'll be a nun
When I grow up I'll be a nun

You think that I'm missing you
Cause I can't stop missing you
cll I do is think of us
I beat myself up every day

When I grow up I'll be a nun
When I get old I'll think twice

It feels right
It feels good to know who you are
Take it lightly
Tread lightly through dark

Woah...

Babe, you've gotta know by now
Grow up and get over yourself
Blame yourself on your past self
Your good side on your bad side
Grey, white getting the best of my hair
You're getting the best of me
You're getting the best of me

When I grow up I'll be a nun
When I get old I'll think twice

Baby is this really love?
Is it everything you'd ever want?
Or is it the drugs you're on?

Baby is this really it?
Is it everything I'd ever miss?
Or is it the drugs you're on?
Is it the drugs you're on?