If I could have a conversation with myself in the tenth grade
Between the only child syndrome and the emo phase
Occasionally confident, but mostly, that was fake
Don't think I'd believe most of the things I'd have to say
In a couple years, your mother's getting sober
In a couple years, the acne will be over
Some things you fear most come true
But a couple things you only dream of do too
Hey, you, locked in your bathroom
With your hands in your hair
Look up to your mirror
Can you picture me there?
Whether or not you want it
Your whole life's gonna change
I'd be lying saying: Everything will be okay
You're gonna be okay anyway
If I could have a conversation with myself around sixteen
'Fore talking 'bout your feelings came into popularity
Was tripping over my definition of masculinity
So obsessed with who I'm not and who I think I'm supposed to be
In a couple years the part of you you fight with
It doesn't leave you, but you kinda start to like it
Some things you fear most come true
But a couple things you only dream of do too
Hey, you, locked in your bathroom
With your hands in your hair
Look up to your mirror
Can you picture me there?
Whether or not you want it
Your whole life's gonna change
I'd be lying saying: Everything will be okay
You're gonna be okay anyway
You're gonna be okay anyway
Hey, you, locked in your bathroom
With your hands in your hair
Look up to your mirror
Can you picture me there?
Whether or not you want it
Your whole life's gonna change
I'd be lying saying: Everything will be okay
You're gonna be okay anyway
