"22" lyrics

"22"

I opened my eyes this morning
Feeling like I'd died the night before
What did I drink and how I am still lying here?
It's days like these I miss my friends the most
And end up feeling like a ghost
I check my pulse to make sure I'm still alive

Yeah, nobody but you
Can make me feel this old at 22
Yeah, nobody but you
Can make me feel this old at 22

I fall in love with every city then my stomach aches for days
Because I'm somewhere between happy and okay
With Springsteen in my headphones singing mockingly away
Oh Brucey baby, I've seen better days
These are not better days

Yeah, nobody but you
Can make me feel this old at 22
Yeah, nobody but you
Can make me feel this old at 22

Why do I do this to myself?
Why do I do this to myself?

Yeah, nobody but you
Can make me feel this old
Yeah, nobody but you
Can make me feel this old at 22

Yeah, nobody but you
Can make me feel this old at 22
Yeah, nobody but you
Can make me feel this old at 22


Thanks to Tiddly Winks for correcting these lyrics.
Writer(s): James Veck-gilodi, Thomas Ogden, Lee William Wilson, Christopher Daniel Pennells, Matthew Veck-gilodi, Max Britton