(we may wanna grow old. but we don’t wanna grow up.) yea it may be a lie to tell everyone i’m fine when i get so tired of all my tired plans so i won’t hesitate to make all the big mistakes cause i get so excited when my sky falls down. my smile is a wasteland, my ‘sorry’s are a wasteland my body breaks from all the weight on my shoulders. my love is a wasteland, my forgiveness is a wasteland i felt all the aches a heart could take. i’ll be goddamned. i’m so tired of all this quiet. yet i still hesitate in hopes that i’ll save some face. i wanna grow old, but i don’t wanna grow up. no wonder i wander, and i wonder just who i am. my smile is a wasteland, my 'sorry’s are a wasteland my body breaks from all the weight on my shoulders. my love is a wasteland, my stomach is a wasteland. i felt all the aches my heart could take. i’ll be goddamned.