Cult of Indigo - I Get It

I get it;
Growing up life was rough, you threw punches to act tough
And regret it.
Could've been a big star but put down your guitar
Yeh, I said it;
Haven't got you on no pedestal, you peaked back in high school
Forget it;
I'm not waiting for a year - getting older's what you fear
Stop telling me I'm too mean.
Stop telling me to stay clean
You're the boy who made it to 21
without knowing when to stop having too much fun
I get it;
Moving on from that bitch was a difficult sitch, but
I bet it
Wasn't as bad as you said, though she never gave you head
My silhouette
Against the city skyline while she was calling all the night
You said it
Was nobody, was no-one, I believed you, I was so dumb
Stop telling me I'm too young
Stop telling me how to have fun
You're the boy who made it to 22
without meaning it when you said 'I Love You'
Stop telling me I'm too brave
Stop telling me how to behave.
You're the boy who made it to 23
Without thinking 'bout your life's destiny
I get it;
We were wrong from the start and you had to break my heart
Do you regret it?
Could've beens and should've beens, I treated you like a queen
I bet it
Confuses you now, come on stage take a bow and
Reset it;
Take me back to February, before you even met me and
Stop telling me I'm too smart
Stop telling me how to make art
You're the boy who made it to 24
Still not found someone to be living for
Stop telling me I'm too depressing-
Your life's full of problems that you're not addressing
Who knows what age you'll be when you realise
Holding off on growing up was the start of your demise

Written by:
Eloise Stewart

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