What it's Like Being the Youngest
I wake up in the middle of the night
By myself wishing that you missed that flight
Remember the days that my homework was hard and you helped me?
Math was the core class and I always suffered with it
Promised me when you came back I'm going to work out more
You always did double shifts and you always opened up the beam for like ten of us
But you can rest and be sure that my mind is right
I remember how sick you left for like 6 months and ten days
You never stuck to see anything change
Remember the days that you gave your phone and made
me plug it in because you were too lazy to do so
People think being the youngest is fun, in fact is not
I was the only one in my family to miss the millennium
How boring is that and whats makes it more sad is that
Your voice keeps getting deeper and deeper
Day by days, and life gets tough and rough like leather
I walk down these streets wondering what may be the weather
I wake up in the middle of the night
By myself wishing that you missed that flight
Remember the days that my homework was hard and you helped me?
Math was the core class and I always suffered with it
Promised me when you came back I'm going to work out more
You always did double shifts and you always opened up the beam for like ten of us
But you can rest and be sure that my mind is right
I remember how sick you left for like 6 months and ten days
You never stuck to see anything change
Remember the days that you gave your phone and made
me plug it in because you were too lazy to do so
People think being the youngest is fun, in fact is not
I was the only one in my family to miss the millennium
How boring is that and whats makes it more sad is that
Your voice keeps getting deeper and deeper
Day by days, and life gets tough and rough like leather
I walk down these streets wondering what may be the weather