It's kinda funny how I keep debating if someone's shy or if they hate me

I feel like everyone I know right now is hooking up and getting wasted without me

Those Christmas lights light up the street

Maybe they'll bring her back to me

And then all my troubles will be gone

Oh, Christmas lights, keep shining on

I'm feeling worn, feeling threadbare

Like the sleeves of my sweater

And the days only get longer from here

I'm feeling lost again, anxiety creeping in

Somehow I think that you'd have the answers

You hit the nail on the head when you said I was immature I'm just a kid on the inside You know there are parts of these songs that are always yours So come back and change my mind

Jesus Christ, I'm 26

And if this is progress Tell me why I get so hung up over the same shit

And goddamn, I’m almost 25 I thought I’d feel a little better a quarter through my life

I've spent too many years thinking about somebody that doesn't even think about me

I wouldn't say I'm modest

I'm just not confident