GROWING PAINS 歌词

Summertime, New York City I was eating up Prozac and swimming Swimming, to see if I would float Playing, playing hangman Oh, these white walls They see me for who I am And the secrets I have Here I thought eighteen would make me That eighteen would make me a woman Or maybe at least I'd feel human What the hell am I even doing here? Sweet, sweet sixteen I was dancing in the bedroom, where you took me Where you took advantage of me Holding, holding trance Oh, I let you see through me A twisted romance A twist of the knife at your hands And here I thought sixteen would rip me That sixteen would rip me apart I prayed to go back to the start Yes, I did Why the fuck was I given a heart this big? I'm too old for these growing pains I'm too old for these growing pains Stitch me up and hide me away I'm too old for these growing pains