You know it ain't easy Rock now, rock the night I've gone through changes I've gone through pain But there's not enough reason for me to go insane I know the feeling, when it grows I'm in a rage up from my head down to my toes. Running out of thrills

You fucked it up You, you lied Ha-ha-ha-ha, I was right All alone, good job, good job 'Cause I know you struggle Choke when you see love grow 'Cause we used to be the cool kids You were old school, I was on the new shit We were addicted to the blueprint

Why are we so serious? Why so serious? (Serious) Oh, why so serious? (Serious) So someone tell me When did we get like this? I still remember we weren't grown up like this Why so serious? Can someone tell me

Rewind those moments again Of when you felt at ease in my home I'm asleep and my heart rate's up, 'cah you did nothing on no day I wake, scrub and mi bubblin' face, somewhere we both can grow Didn't feel, didn't feel wrong Let me go, we'd be alone Thanks

After the club, strip When I get you home, strip We on that grown shit baby hop up on this I'ma take your clothes all off (strip) Take your clothes all off take your clothes (strip) Your clothes clothes all off And when the valet pull up shorty ride with

God knows at least we try Oh, God knows We will get up and grow We can make it just in time We'll march on 'Cause every time when we fall Oh, oh, God I know I won't be on my own Even birds don't fly alone

And baby, when you wanna start growin' up Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah We can boom, boom, boom, baby, fall in love I need a man A man who can act like a man So hear me now, I don't get paid to babysit no one I'm out here lookin' for the one to love

I just got paid I'm broke, but I'm ballin' Don't know where we're goin' We go in when we go out Gimme that, gimme that, gimme that I should grow up some day 'cause I got bills to pay I can't be waking up at someone else's place I know I drink too much,

Now I'm feeling just like Woody Allen. Finally I'm right where I should be. Like when you grow up doing donuts in the parking lot, You hit the station, go insane, and when the kick-drum drops You know, now I'm feeling just like Woody Allen. Hey, and

I'm never selling my soul Baby all I do is hope And I'm never selling my soul (no, no, no) I can feel your body Baby girl I just hope When I grow up I can know the ropes Guess we won't know until we know So all I can do is hope, hope, hope