Meg & Dia - Better At Being Young

Close my eyes for a minute
Woke  up, summer was finished
How’s  it gone in an instant?
Twisted, distant
I remember those cold hands
And  he tasted like stale grass
Lasted  long as a quick drag
Oh, man, God damn

Red  eyes, teeth marks, hushed tones fill up my lungs
Motels, gold stars, dead phones, where can I run?

'Cause I was better at being young
Better, better
Better  at being young
Better, better

When I first saw the skyline
City lit by the traffic
Made the weekend a classic
Manic, addict

Red eyes, teeth marks, hushed tones fill up my lungs
Motels, gold stars, dead phones, where can I run?

'Cause I was better at being young
Better, better
Better at being young
Better, better

Gonna lay down my body cold
Maybe be someone else
Remember what I wanted
When it was still okay to want it

Red eyes, crushed bones, mouth guards
Bad dreams, sweethearts, twin beds

Red eyes, teeth marks, hushed tones fill up my lungs ('Cause I was better at being young)
Motels, gold stars, dead phones, where can I run?
'Cause I was better at being young
Better, better
Better at being young
Better, better