Letra de Growing Up Is Hard - Chelsea Cutler

Threw a mattress on the floor and made a home out of a dorm room

She got a credit card in her name to buy what she couldn't afford to

And now she's eighteen, she can barely eat and barely drive

Mind racing, what's the meanin' of being alive?

I don't blame her for not doing anything she was supposed to

So much for the young and free

I know that you feel confused

I'm sorry that it hurt so much

Growing up is hard to do

You'll always be a part of me

Swear I'll take better care of you

I'm sorry that it hurt so much

Growing up is hard to do, hard to do

Rubbing drugs into your gums to prove to your friends

That you're a good time, 'til you're crying in the stairwell

Holding your hair back, wishing you had kept your body to yourself

Can't forget the way it felt

So much for the young and free

I know that you feel confused

I'm sorry that it hurt so much

Growing up is hard to do

You'll always be a part of me

Swear I'll take better care of you

I'm sorry that it hurt so much

Growing up is hard to do, hard to do

You drank yourself dizzy, held in all your secrets

Took off running naked with a handle in your arms

Woke up in a fever, sweating out your bad decisions

Couldn't even see straight, but you still got in the car

I tried to be the cool girl, you know the way that boys are

You just wanna talk, but it's your body that he counts

It's snowing up in Amherst, you don't feel a damn thing

Everything's a mess when you got nothing figured out

You'll always be a part of me

Swear I'll take better care of you

I'm sorry that it hurt so much

Growing up is hard

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