From the moment you wake you just count your mistakes Till you fall out of bed and you crawl down the hall You feel so contrite, you can’t stand the sight Of the sunlight, the city and all
Now you’re 25, it’s the best year of your life But you can’t look in the direction of your own reflection What you see cuts like a knife (and you know)
Everything is changing, and you just can’t take it Think you’re going crazy, you’re not gonna make it
All your little white lies are beginning to rise And you thought they were buried (buried) Dispense wit the pretense, your false innocence Is now unnecessary And it’s scary
When you’re 25, it’s the best damn year of your life But you’re still a jerk who will never find work Or a wife (and you know)
Everything is changing, boy you’re gonna blow it You think you’re going crazy and everybody knows it And you can’t go back, but you keep on falling behind
Everything is changing, boy you’re gonna blow it You think you’re going crazy and everybody knows it Everything is changing, all you drams are dying Think you’re going crazy, but what good is crying? And you can’t go back but you keep on falling behind