Growing Pains

To all my friends who know me well
The drinks are in the back
The straws are on the kitchen table
The boys, they drink from flasks
We sit on steps with cigarettes
And watch them cast their flames
Time is moving slow so I don’t feel the growing pains

And I, I
Feel much better
Feel much better on my own

And I, I
Feel much better
Do much better all alone

It hurts to heal the heart, I know
But growing pains, they start from home
Growing pains start from home

So maybe it was meant to be
But I can’t shift the tide
An ovеrwhelming sense that history’s not on my sidе
I spend the nights
The days go by
The days turn into weeks
Glass can shatter once
But it can always make you bleed

And I, I
Feel much better
Feel much better on my own

And I, I
Feel much better
Do much better all alone

It hurts to heal the heart, I know
The growing pains, they start from home
And home is home but what if home is something you can’t see?
Home is home but what if home isn’t home to me?
Now cry and cry
Turn on the lights
To let the darkness leave
Home is home but what if home just isn’t home to me?

And I, I
Feel much better
Feel much better on my own

And I, I
Do much better
Do much better all alone

It hurts to heal the heart, I know
But growing pains, they start from home