| Lately, I been letting things break me
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| But I’m fine now, got my head out the clouds
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| Hate me, almost let the world make me
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| Now they wanna find out how I’m making it out
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| Well, it seems that it don’t make sense
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| To go on like we know and pretend
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| 'Cause I’m running through all the plans I used to have
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| And how they didn’t work out, and yet I’m better off now
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| Thirteen, dreaming of a wedding ring
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| Can’t wait to throw a bouquet
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| Fast forward, I don’t know anything
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| But I say, «I'm doing okay»
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| Man, I wish we could laugh and dance all night
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| But I guess we don’t have that kind of time
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| Growing up’s really messing with my mind
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| But everything will be alright
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| Seventeen was a teenage nightmare
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| Terrified of how things will turn out this time
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| Twenty-three, threw myself back out there
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| Twenty-five, and it seems I’m doing just fine
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| Dear old me, don’t look back
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| There’s so much that you have ahead of you
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| I never thought it’d go the way it’s going now, baby
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| I learned to love the way you stand out from the crowd
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| And I know broken wings can still learn to fly
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| I’m your living proof 'cause I’m flying
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| Don’t give up when things don’t go right
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| Everything is imperfect timing
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| Dear old me, don’t give in
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| You’re more than where you’ve been, yeah
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| Thirteen, dreaming of a wedding ring
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| Can’t wait to throw a bouquet
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| Fast forward, I don’t know anything
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| But I say, «I'm doing okay»
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| Man, I wish we could laugh and dance all night
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| But I guess we don’t have that kind of time
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| Growing up’s really messing with my mind
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| But everything will be alright
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| Seventeen was a teenage nightmare
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| Terrified of how things will turn out this time
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| Twenty-three, threw myself back out there
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| Twenty-five, and it seems I’m doing just fine |