Yesterday when I was young The taste of life was sweet as rain upon my tongue I teased at life as if it were a foolish game The way the evening breeze may tease a candle flame The thousand dreams I dreamed, the splendid things I planned I always built, alas, on weak and shifting sand I lived by night and shunned the naked light of day And only now I see how the years ran away Yesterday when I was young So many drinking song were waiting to be sung So many wayward pleasures laid in store for me And so much pain my dazzled eyes refused to see I ran so fast that time and youth at last ran out I never stopped to think what life was all about And every conversation I can now recall Concerned itself with me, me and nothing else at all Yesterday the moon was blue And every crazy day brought something new to do I used my magic age as if it were a wand And never saw the waste and emptiness beyond The game of love I played with arrogance and pride And every flame I lit too quickly, quickly died The friends I made all seemed, somehow, to drift away And only I am left on stage to end the play There are so many songs in me that won't be sung I feel the bitter taste of tears upon my tongue The time has come for me to pay for yesterday When I was young Young Young

Yesterday, when I was young The taste of life was sweet like rain upon my tongue I teased at life as if it were a foolish game The way an evening breeze would tease a candle flame The thousand dreams I dreamed, the splendid things I planned I always built to last on weak and shifting sand I lived by night and shunned, the naked light of day And only now, I see how the years have run away Yesterday, when I was young There were so many songs that waited to be sung So many wild pleasures that lay in store for me And so much pain my dazzled eyes refused to see I ran so fast that time, and youth at last ran out And I never stopped to think what life was all about And every conversation that I can recall Concerned itself with me, and nothing else at all Yesterday, the moon was blue And every crazy day brought something new to do And I used my magic age as if it were a wand I never saw the waste and emptiness beyond The game of love I played with arrogance and pride And every flame I lit, so quickly, quickly died The friends I made all seemed somehow to drift away And only I am left on stage to end the play Yesterday, when I was young There were so many songs that waited to be sung So many wild pleasures that lay in store for me And so much pain my dazzled eyes refused to see There are so many songs in me that won't be sung 'Cause I feel the bitter taste of tears upon my tongue And the time has come for me to pay for yesterday When I was young

Somehow, it seems the love I knew Was always the most destructive kind Yesterday when I was young The taste of life was sweet As rain upon my tongue I teased at life as if it were a foolish game The way the evening breeze May tease the candle flame The thousand dreams I dreamed The splendid things I planned I always built to last on weak and shifting sand I lived by night and shunned the naked light of day And only now I see how the time ran away Yesterday when I was young So many lovely songs were waiting to be sung So many wild pleasures lay in store for me And so much pain my eyes refused to see I ran so fast that time and youth at last ran out I never stopped to think what life was all about And every conversation that I can now recall Concerned itself with me and nothing else at all The game of love I played with arrogance and pride And every flame I lit too quickly, quickly died The friends I made all somehow seemed to slip away And only now I'm left alone to end the play, yeah Oh, yesterday when I was young So many, many songs were waiting to be sung So many wild pleasures lay in store for me And so much pain my eyes refused to see There are so many songs in me that won't be sung I feel a bitter taste of tears upon my tongue The time has come for me to pay for yesterday When I was young

Yesterday, when I was young The taste of life was sweet as rain upon my tongue A tease of life as if it were a foolish game The way the evening breeze may tease a candle flame The thousand dreams I dreamed, the splendid things I planned I always built to last on weak and shifting sand I lived by night and shunned the naked light of day And only now I see how the years ran away Yesterday, when I was young So many happy songs were waiting to be sung So many wild pleasures lay in store for me And so much pain my dazzled eyes refused to see I ran so fast that time and youth at last ran out I never stopped to think what life was all about And every conversation I can now recall Concerned itself with me, and nothing else at all Yesterday, the moon was blue And every crazy day brought something new to do I used my magic age as if it were a wand I never saw the waste and emptiness beyond The game of love I played with arrogance and pride And every flame I lit too quickly, quickly died The friends I made all seemed, somehow, to drift away And only I am left on stage to end the play There are so many songs in me that won't be sung I feel the bitter taste of tears upon my tongue The time has come for me to pay for yesterday When I was young

Hungover with my therapist She's tryna be real delicate In telling me I need to get my shit together All I've purchased this whole week Is Chick-fil-A and nicotine My bank account is begging me to treat her better If I am never gonna be enough (never be enough so) Then I might as well do what I want (do what I want) If I'm broke, then I'm a quitter If I'm single, then I'm bitter I'm just a Jess looking for her Nick Miller If I'm home, I'm a loner If I smoke, I'm a stoner Can't hit it out of the park, but I'm still a home runner I'm a blessed one, stressed one, a little bit depressed one But if I'm a mess, might as well be a hot one I don't sleep too much at night And too much with boys I don't like I don't understand the hype, so I just drop 'em I spilled coffee on my dress It's ironic, I'm obsessed Everyone knows hot girls have stomach problems If I am never gonna be enough (never be enough so) Then I might as well do what I want (do what I want) If I'm broke, then I'm a quitter If I'm single, then I'm bitter I'm just a Jess looking for her Nick Miller If I'm home, I'm a loner If I smoke, I'm a stoner Can't hit it out of the park, but I'm still a home runner I'm a blessed one, stressed one, a little bit depressed one But if I'm a mess, might as well be a hot one (Ooh, ooh) Blessed, stressed I'm broke, single, but damn sure I'll still mingle (you know I will) Write songs I don't like, overanalyze my life (very true) Break hearts for the art, sing Taylor Swift lyrics in the car I cry all the time, but I swear to God I'm alright If I'm broke, then I'm a quitter If I'm single, then I'm bitter I'm just a Jess looking for her Nick Miller If I'm home, I'm a loner If I smoke, I'm a stoner Can't hit it out of the park, but I'm still a home runner I'm a blessed one, stressed one, a little bit depressed one But if I'm a mess, might as well be a hot one

I'll fly myself to France First class, New York to Paris Get drunk on wine and dance Someone who ain't embarrassed To kiss me on the dance floor Yeah, that's what I'll be there for If you don't want me If you're beyond me If you don't love me anymore I'll read Lonesome Dove Fall asleep to Hallelujah I'll take some trippy drug Makes me forget I even knew ya I pain the floor to ceilin' blue Believe me, baby, I got things to do If you don't want me If you're beyond me If you don't love me anymore, I'll be an over you achiever I'll make you a believer That I don't love you either I'll meet somebody else Probably get married I'll keep it to myself But I'll love you 'till I'm buried