I had a fire in me

Used to know what that means

I don't know when it went out

And now I've been having these dreams

Where I'm running down streets

And I end up at your house

You broke my heart more than I thought

I forgave you already

I would answer if you called

I don't have a buck to my name

But god damn I'm a star

I'm a genius who fucked up

Don't we all masterbate?

Don't we all have last names?

Oh, honey you're too good for this world

But I can't cry anymore over boys with pink hair

Over girls with blue eyes

I'm fucking 25

And all I want?

I want more

I want more than a bedroom in Hollywood

Somewhere just trying to get by

I followed you down to the coast

Said I loved you the most

I never meant to wake up

I wish that we had some more time

I wish that I had the patience

But, baby, you're too young

I take photographs of my friends

So I'll remember them when I'm old and can't stand up

Our memories die with our brains

But I do not want to die

I just want to make love

Don't we all get the mail?

Don't we all take a piss?

Oh my god, you're too good for this world

But I, I can't cry anymore over boys with pink hair

Over girls with blue eyes

I'm fucking 25

And all I want?

I want more

I want more than a bedroom in Hollywood

Somewhere just trying to get by

I want more

I want more

I want more

I want more

I want more

I want more

Can't cry anymore over you

I'm fucking 25