The Old Me

Every headline, every deadline feels so serious these days
Every expectation seems too hard to face
All the pressure used to never take ahold of me this way
Oh, I miss my innocence, it felt so safe

'Cause those monsters under my bed
Became the ones in my head
Now the grass ain't so green
And I'm not as naive as the old me

I used to dream of getting older
Now I wish I could go back
'Cause all this weight is on my shoulders
Never used to feel like that
Tell me, have you seen the old me?
The guy who's always drunk on life?
'Cause I've been tryin' to find him lately
To see a better future through his eyes

Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh-oh
Oh-oh, oh-oh

Where's the wide-eyed, confident guy with a grin upon his face?
Where's the optimist I was at half this age?
I miss my daydreams, miss my pre-teens, miss my stupid young mistakes
Though I know that I'm still in the good old days

I used to dream of getting older
Now I wish I could go back
'Cause all this weight is on my shoulders
Never used to feel like that
Tell me, have you seen the old me?
The guy who's always drunk on life
'Cause I've been tryin' to find him lately
To see a better future through his eyes

Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh-oh
Oh-oh, oh-oh

Those monsters under my bed
Became the ones in my head