Lyrics

I've been a child, I won't grow up I've been naive, I want too much Underachieved, oh-oh, I know And "Sorry" will not change The times I lied, the broken trust The times you cried when hope was crushed I should have tried to make this right At least when I was home But, mom and dad, please understand That I fully comprehend But in the end, we all pretend And that is where we fail Please take my hand, this isn't over 'Cause writing this will bring us close Oh, but in the end, we all pretend Let's turn this thing around! Future loves me Bright your prospects Fuck your standards I'll be happy! Future loves me Bright your prospects Fuck your standards I'll be happy! Oh hey, Sophie, remember me? I am that kid you used to tease I promised this, so here it is Let me show you what you missed Hey, hey, Ashby, remember me? I am that boy you used to toy If you can live with what you did Then both of us are fine Sometimes in life the road gets hard Sometimes you're naked in the dark And no one else than you can help When you got a broken heart Let me tell you, I will make it far Before the rise, there is the fall I will make my dream come true I'll turn this thing around! Future loves me (I'm giving you a hand) Bright your prospects (Now don't let me down) Fuck your standards (I swear forever it won't hang) I'll be happy! (And then we'll see who comes around) Future loves me (I'm giving you a hand) Bright your prospects (Now don't let me down) Fuck your standards (I swear forever it won't hang) I'll be happy! (And then we'll see who comes around) This is already crazy, but I got a little somethin' to say They ask me 'bout my whereabouts, I shut 'em out Don't want anyone to bother me right now With big things on my mind, I'm a sign to align My stars and my signs on this late night grind We call 'em, play sometimes, and analyze the world we live in Work with what we're given to improve the way we're living They try to match it, but misfit it Tryna find it How we spit it is food for critics and critically big commitments They said we're typing along without a rhythm Isn't it funny to you that these people knew so little About a week ago and now they're on it like a riddle? With you in the middle, what you gonna do but sit still? See, I'm in it over my head, decisions hanging by a thread The rest of the best day with decision and a vision is a quest Sittin', playing chess, sick when waitresses don't flip this 'Cause of the mistress, Shouldn't have slipped, should have asked 'em for forgiveness Future loves me (I'm giving you a hand) Bright your prospects (Now don't let me down) Fuck your standards (I swear forever it won't hang) I'll be happy! (And then we'll see who comes around) Future loves me (I'm giving you a hand) Bright your prospects (Now don't let me down) Fuck your standards (I swear forever it won't hang) I'll be happy! (And then we'll see who comes around) I'm giving you a hand Now don't let me down I swear forever it won't hang And then it might not come back around I'm giving you a hand Now don't let me down I swear forever it won't hang Do you know what you want?
Writer(s): Joel Neustadt Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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