Your bed sheets, yeah, they're hidden comfort.
My heart break, yeah, time to grow up.
The tears that burned my cheeks, oh, how I just wanted to sleep.
But my timing wasn't 'off' because you really loved me,
Whether you admit it or not.
The static between you and I just adds to why you shouldn't be acting like this.
I'm not immature, I may have never felt it, but doesn't that make this special ?
I'm not misunderstanding my heart, it's never been so clear.
And I'm not too young, age is only defined my knowledge and maturity.