B.A.D - Old Lyrics

Used to be my adolescent vigor
Then my beard grew thicker
To cover for my bad days
Now it's my tired eyes
Crow's feet and frown lines
That define my face

I don't want to grow old
And turn into my father
Wish I could stay right here
In this waiting room forever

It used to be enough just being funny
Never having any money
You said I have a good face
Now it's my spinning lies
And all this wasted time
That defines my days

I don't want to grow old
And turn into my father
Wish I could stay right here
In this waiting room forever

I just want to go home
See my mother and my brother
I'll probably stay right here
In your living room forever