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I saw you in the back of my show last night Standing underneath the exit sign I know it wasn't really you, though 'Cause you were always in the front row And I've been looking for love online And maybe some of them are real good guys They're never gonna be like you, though You set the bar above the moon, so I don't wanna be twenty-something And still in my head about Seventeen, in my bedroom talking You said that by now We'd paint the walls of our shared apartment You're still everything I want, and I think wе could work it out So what are you doin' now? Now that you finally got the job you like I'm making monеy off the songs I write I know you said that I could call you I wonder if you wanna call too Now that the future doesn't feel so far It doesn't seem as wrong to want what's ours And after everything that's happened I wanna put it in the past tense Songtexte 'Cause I don't wanna be twenty-something And still in my head about Seventeen, in my bedroom talking You said that by now We'd paint the walls of our shared apartment You're still everything I want, and I think we could work it out So what are you doin' now? Look, uh My tongue get twisted and I don't know what to say Should've picked up the phone, but my pride got in the way Only nineteen and we was in and out of state By the time I turned twenty, I was opening up for Gates And before the money, we had everything Should've took you out the country, but was scared of planes All the niggas I came in the game with Either faded or they still on the same shit But Noonie, he lane switched To arena tours, marble floors Gave my life to my dream but my heart was yours Youngin made it out the trenches, really went the distance Something they can't ignore Rappers pretend to be friends, but they really wanna pass me "Wave, let's do a song," that's the first thing they ask me Jumbotron jumpin' like I came off Degrassi Twenty-million-dollar mansion like an athlete But my house ain't a home 'cause I'm in it alone Couldn't right my wrongs, so I was writin' songs Such a successful life, but my heart is gone Waitin' for you to call my phone 'Cause I don't— I don't wanna be twenty-something And still in my head about Seventeen in my bedroom talking You said that by now We'd paint the walls of our shared apartment You're still everything I want, and I think we could work it out So what are you doin' now? Aus Songtexte Mania