Pay phone calls Cigarettes Injuries Shower sex I was holding on for dear life Complicated Understated On the way to devastated We were young and out of our minds
Right now I’m sorry Burns through me darling But I can’t help think In thirty years it won’t
So, maybe when I’m older Maybe when I’m older I’ll run out of stories about you, yeah Maybe when I’m older Maybe when I’m older I’ll know what it’s like not to love you anymore
Maybe when I’m, maybe when I’m na na na na Maybe when I’m, maybe when, maybe when I’m older
Playing house Immature Picking out furniture Praying that our hearts would play fair Emotional Souvenirs Fleeting moments Golden years Close my eyes and I go back there
Right now I’m sorry Burns through me darling But I can’t help think In thirty years it won’t
So, maybe when I’m older Maybe when I’m older I’ll run out of stories about you, yeah Maybe when I’m older Maybe when I’m older I’ll know what it’s like not to love you anymore
Maybe when I’m, maybe when I’m na na na na Maybe when I’m, maybe when I’m older Maybe when I’m, maybe when I’m na na na na Maybe when I’m, maybe when I’m older
Maybe when I’m six feet Underneath the concrete I’ll know what it’s like not to want you, yeah Maybe when I’m older Maybe when I’m older I’ll know what it’s like not to love you
