22 کے بول

I opened my eyes this morning feeling like I'd died the night before What did I drink and how am I still lying here? It's days like these I miss my friends the most And end up feeling like a ghost I check my pulse to make sure I'm still alive Yeah Nobody but you Could make me feel this old at twenty two Yeah Nobody but you Could make me feel this old at twenty two I fall in love with every city and my stomach aches for days Cos I'm somewhere between happy and okay With Springsteen in my headphones singing mockingly away Oh, Brucey, baby, I've seen better days These are not better days Yeah Nobody but you Could make me feel this old at twenty two Yeah Nobody but you Could make me feel this old at twenty two Whoa-oh-oh Whoa-oh-oh Why do I do this to myself? (whoa-oh-oh) Why do I do this to myself? (whoa-oh-oh) Yeah Nobody but you Could make me feel this old, yeah Yeah Nobody but you Could make me feel this old at twenty two Yeah Nobody but you Could make me feel this old at twenty two