Testo 22

I opened my eyes this morning feeling like I'd died the night before,
What did I drink and how am I still lying here?
Cause days like these I miss my friends the most and end up feeling like a ghost,
I check my pulse to make sure I'm still alive

Yeah, nobody but you, can make me feel this old at twenty two,
Yeah-ah, nobody but you, can make me feel this old at twenty two
Falling in love with every city that my stomach aches the days
Cause I'm somewhere between happy and okay,
Theres Springsteen in my headphones singing Martyn be away,
Oh Brucey baby, I've seen better days,
These are not the days

Yeah, nobody but you, can make me feel this old at twenty two,
Yeah-ah, nobody but you, can make me feel this old at twenty two

Woaaaaah, Woaaaaaaah

Why do I do this to myself?
Why do I do this to myself?

Yeah, nobody but you, can make me feel this old, Yeah-ah,
Yeah, nobody but you, can make me feel this old at twenty two,
Yeah-ah, nobody but you, can make me feel this old at twenty two,
Yeah-ah, nobody but you, can make me feel this old at twenty two