Yes I know I am growing up
And my childish years are dead
But that doesn't mean I'm mature enough
To pile up my debt
I don't want to owe you
I don't want to be treated like a woman yet to be
Like a doll that still hasn't lost its purity
I know I'm supposed to act mature now
And I know I'm supposed to vote and buy a house
But for now let me sit and cry about meaningless things
Because growing up is scary
And being left behind is easy