Lately I've been thinking about
The good old days
That's a shame 'cause I'm
Still coming of age
But things have changed in
So many ways
Just not the same as before
When you're twenty four
Trying to get more
I'm so bored
Of it all
It could get better some
Trying to recapture that zest
I've done my best
But the more I see the old
The more it feels less
And what that all means
Is anybody's guess
Suppose I'm just feeling torn
'Cause I'm twenty four
Trying to get
But I'm holding on
Maybe I'd be better if I stopped
Indulging my mind all the time
And I tried
Healthier ways to pass the days
And get myself up out of this cage
To the way it was before
I was twenty four
Trying to get more
I'm so bored
Of it all
It could get better some
It could get better some
It could get better some
It could get better someday