It’s been a hard day
Long day for me at work
I gotta sit back rest a little bit my head, it hurts
I count the cash not too good
But have been worse
Maybe this week I’ll have some time to
Write a couple songs as the Sun rises
My dreams stay stuck in my bed
The clock is ticking so
Loud that my heart it breaks
Is this all that we can be?
Is this it?
The nine-year-old me
She’s screaming at me
I don’t know what to tell her
I don’t know how to be
The nine-year-old me
She’s screaming at me
(I don’t know what to tell her)
(I don’t know how to be)
Oh, do you remember a more simpler time?
Before we had hundred problems on our minds
And we believed that our dreams are not that far
We danced to songs, watched TV
And had a boy band crush
Is this all that we can be?
Is this it?
The nine-year-old me
She’s screaming at me
I don’t know what to tell her
I don’t know how to be
The nine-year-old me
She’s screaming at me
(I don’t know what to tell her)
(I don’t know how to be)
Is this all that we can be?
Is this it?
