Young for the Last Time

I was seventeen, writing songs on guitar
I was so naive, had dreams about being a star
If I could go back in time I’d walk up and sock him in the jaw
I know you’re trying to be a good person, kid
But you’re ignorant of your blind spots

Twenty three, packing bags for Taiwan
Unaware that I’d be gone for so long
Thinking I’d see everyone again in a year tops
Totally clueless to shit going down
I mean, who could have predicted how things would turn out?

Young for the last time
I don’t wanna go
Don’t say goodbye

Young for the last time
Guess I’m an adult
On the other side

Back to twenty one
Miserable and abused
Thank god for my friends
Broke up with her at twenty two

By the time twenty six hit
Commitment still scared me, it’s true
Justified it by nights in the studio
Working on music I rarely release
What’s the use?

Young for the last time
I don’t wanna go
Don’t say goodbye

Young for the last time
Guess I’m an adult
On the other side