We both know
We both know
True colors show as we getting old
Getting older getting over
Yeah I'm getting over you
It's sickening
Clipped my wings
Bitterness I taste it all
I'm sick of it
Since a kid I been broke
I never told
Cuz I had the hope that when I grow
It would get better
And it got better fast
(So now)
The book is closed
I rip apart the pages
Fuels my heart
With nothing else but hatred
For myself
I'm doing well
(I'm getting well)
(Is what I say but I never change)
(And I want to change)
(O-oh)
(O-oh)
We both know
We both know
True colors show as we getting old
Getting older getting over
Yeah I'm getting over you
It's sickening
Clipped my wings
Bitterness I taste it all
I'm sick of it
Since a kid I been broke
I never told
Cuz I had the hope that when I grow
(It would get better)
(It would get better than this)
(Better)
(Better)
(Better)
(Better)
We both know
We both know
True colors show as we getting old
Getting older getting over
Yeah I'm getting over you
It's sickening
Clipped my wings
Bitterness I taste it all
I'm sick of it
Since a kid I been broke
I never told
Cuz I had the hope that when I grow
(It would get better)