[Verse 1]

My friend

You're always the last one to leave

Those dimly lit rooms

Making sure the last glass makes its way to the table empty

And every bottle in the place

Has been upside down

At least a few times what a waste

Is this what's left of you these days?

[Chorus]

You're not eighteen anymore

Five years should have been

Enough time for you to grow up and get over this

Not too cool to be throwing up all morning sick

From what you might have done or done it with

[Verse 2]

And I swear if I could take your pain

And frame it and hang it on my wall

Maybe you would never have to hurt at all

Painting pictures in red and blue

[Pre-Chorus 1]

A portrait bruised just like you

And now you're walking away

[Chorus]

You're not eighteen anymore

Five years should have been

Enough time for you to grow up and get over this

Not too cool to be throwing up all morning sick

From what you might have done

[Bridge]

When is enough, finally enough?

All the hang-ups and the heartbreaks get you past

All failures and bad breaks just accept yourself

Find something that brings you closer to complete

[Pre-Chorus 2]

Painting pictures in red and blue

A portrait bruised just like you and now you're walking away

[Chorus]

You're not eighteen anymore

Five years should have been

Enough time for you to grow up and get over this

Not too cool to be throwing up all morning sick

From what you might of done or done it with

[Outro]

When is enough, finally enough?

When is enough, finally enough?