Clueless Songtext
von Beach Bunny
Clueless Songtext
Thought I′d be a different person, but it's just a different life
If I got married tomorrow, I′d feel like a teenage wife
I am older at the parties, thought that wouldn't bother me
I can tell who's turning 30 versus being 23, oh
Ba-da-da, ba-da
Ba-da-da, ba-da
The girls I knew at 16 have a friend group of their own
Thought I′d make new friends in college, but majority moved home
My best friend′s in New York City, she is beauty, she is grace
And I wonder if we'll ever live again in the same place, oh
Ba-da-da, ba-da
Ba-da-da, ba-da
Was it better? I was younger, different problems, different names
Was it perfect? Was it simple? Was it more or less the same?
How did it change?
How did I change? How did it change?
How did I change? How did I?
Ba-da-da, ba-da
Ba-da-da, ba-da
I insisted that the faces of my parents couldn′t change
But I love how I look like my mama when she was my age
Thought the world only got bigger, I'd be hanging in the park
Throwing balls at cement walls ′til the sky got dark, oh
Ba-da-da, ba-da
Ba-da-da, ba-da
Crying at the supermarket, crying at the DMV
Crying at the doctor's office, crying independently
Growing pains are only growing, it′s a new reality
Everything feels more nostalgic in a partial memory, oh
Ba-da-da, ba-da
Ba-da-da, ba-da
Was it better? I was younger, different problems, different names
Was it perfect? Was it simple? Was it more or less the same?
How did it change?
How did I change? How did it change?
How did I change? How did it change?
How did I change? How did I?
Ba-da-da, ba-da
Ba-da-da, ba-da
Ba-da-da, ba-da
Ba-da-da, ba-da
Ba-da-da, ba-da
Ba-da-da, ba-da
Ba-da-da, ba-da
Ba-da-da, ba-da
If I got married tomorrow, I′d feel like a teenage wife
I am older at the parties, thought that wouldn't bother me
I can tell who's turning 30 versus being 23, oh
Ba-da-da, ba-da
Ba-da-da, ba-da
The girls I knew at 16 have a friend group of their own
Thought I′d make new friends in college, but majority moved home
My best friend′s in New York City, she is beauty, she is grace
And I wonder if we'll ever live again in the same place, oh
Ba-da-da, ba-da
Ba-da-da, ba-da
Was it better? I was younger, different problems, different names
Was it perfect? Was it simple? Was it more or less the same?
How did it change?
How did I change? How did it change?
How did I change? How did I?
Ba-da-da, ba-da
Ba-da-da, ba-da
I insisted that the faces of my parents couldn′t change
But I love how I look like my mama when she was my age
Thought the world only got bigger, I'd be hanging in the park
Throwing balls at cement walls ′til the sky got dark, oh
Ba-da-da, ba-da
Ba-da-da, ba-da
Crying at the supermarket, crying at the DMV
Crying at the doctor's office, crying independently
Growing pains are only growing, it′s a new reality
Everything feels more nostalgic in a partial memory, oh
Ba-da-da, ba-da
Ba-da-da, ba-da
Was it better? I was younger, different problems, different names
Was it perfect? Was it simple? Was it more or less the same?
How did it change?
How did I change? How did it change?
How did I change? How did it change?
How did I change? How did I?
Ba-da-da, ba-da
Ba-da-da, ba-da
Ba-da-da, ba-da
Ba-da-da, ba-da
Ba-da-da, ba-da
Ba-da-da, ba-da
Ba-da-da, ba-da
Ba-da-da, ba-da
Writer(s): Anthony Vaccaro, Jon Alvarado, Liliana Trifilio Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com