Quarter Life Crisis

What if all my best years are behind me?
What if they ended when I was 19?
After all of these years that I've wasted
When I get what I want, will I hate it?

And after all my overthinkin'
I've got nothing here to show
I wanna hang out with the big kids
But I'm afraid of getting' old
Don't tell me it will get better
Don't say it'll be okay
It's not a mood, it's not a phase

It's a quarter-life crisis
All of my vices rise to the surface
They're workin' the night shift
The quarter-life crisis, there's nothing like it
I look at my face and I don't recognize it
I'm too young to ride it, too old to fight it
I'm stuck in the middle like some fuckin' hybrid
I feel like my mind is 25-sided
I'll let you know if I ever survive this quarter-life crisis

I'm no longer naive, I'm corrupted
And I don't feel as pure as I once did
Maybe if I could turn to religion
I'd believe all my sins were forgiven

Man, I guess all my overthinkin'
Didn't make me very smart
How can I focus on the future
When I'm up for it in the past?
Still couldn't get my shit together
I guess some things never change
It's not a mood, it's not a phase

It's a quarter-life crisis
All of my vices rise to the surface
They're workin' the night shift
The quarter-life crisis, there's nothing like it
I look at my face and I don't recognize it

I'm too young to ride it, too old to fight it
I'm stuck in the middle like some kind of hybrid
I feel like my mind is 25-sided
I'll let you know if I ever survive this quarter-life crisis

Ah, ah, ah-ah-ah
Ah, ah, ah-ah-ah
It's a quarter-life crisis
Tried to describe this to other people
They don't realize it?
It's a quarter-life crisis, there's nothing like it
I look at my face and I fuckin' despise it

I'm too young to ride it, too old to fight it
I'm stuck in the middle like some kind of hybrid
A quarter-life crisis, guess I'll just write it
I'll let you know if I ever survive this quarter-life crisis

Ah, ah (quarter-life crisis)
Ah-ah-ah (quarter-life crisis)
Ah, ah, ah-ah-ah (quarter-life crisis)