18

'Cause I'm 18, feelin' 50

Pushing 90 on the 405

You could chase me in your daydream

Kind of blurry when you close your eyes

But I'm right there where you left me

Then you wake up and you realize

That you're 18 livin' no dreams

You ain't getting back the wasted time

(Wasted time)

You laugh, but I know you meant it

I'll get the check, and we gonna split it

Wish I could think of you highly

Back in high school, ride or dying

So sweet, but I know you're bitter (bitter)

In Miami, messing up your liver (liver)

Even though we're reuniting

Call me, too cool just to spite me

And you can call it what you want

Say I'm acting different

I'm not taking shit from ya

And I can't relate

'Cause I'm 18, feelin' 50

Pushing 90 on the 405

You could chase me in your daydream

Kind of blurry when you close your eyes

But I'm right there where you left me

Then you wake up, and you realize

That you're 18 livin' no dreams

You ain't getting back the wasted time

(Wasted time)

(Wasted time)

Yeah, everybody's got a focus

I supported yours if you didn't notice

Maybe I'm overzealous

At least I'm not lost and jealous

You can call it what you want (want)

But you're shy and too afraid to

Fight for all the things you want (things you want)

And I can't relate

Because I'm 18, feelin' 50

Pushing 90 on the 405

You could chase me in your daydream

Kind of blurry when you close your eyes

But I'm right there where you left me

Then you wake up and you realize

That you're 18 livin' no dreams

You ain't getting back the wasted time

18, 50, 90 on the 405

18, no dreams

Getting back the wasted time

18, 50, 90 on the 405

18, no dreams

You ain't getting back the wasted time

18, 50, 90 on the 405

18, no dreams

You ain't getting back the wasted time