Maybe when I'm, maybe when I'm na-na-na, na-na
Maybe when I'm, maybe when I'm, maybe when I'm older
Payphone calls, cigarettes, injuries, shower sex I was holding on for dear life
Complicated, understated, on the way to devastated We were young and out of our minds
* Right now I'm sorry Burns through me, darling
But I can't help think in thirty years it won't
** So, maybe when I'm older Maybe when I'm older
I'll run out of stories about you, yeah Maybe when I'm older
Maybe when I'm older I'll know what it's like not to love you anymore
*** Maybe when I'm, maybe when I'm na-na-na, na-na
Maybe when I'm, maybe when I'm, maybe when I'm older
Playing house, immature, picking out furniture Praying that our hearts would play fair
Emotional souvenirs, fleeting moments, golden years Close my eyes and I go back there
( * , ** , *** )
Maybe when I'm six feet Underneath the concrete
I'll know what it's like not to want you, yeah Maybe when I'm older
Maybe when I'm older I'll know what it's like not to love you