Age + Self Esteem: A Funhouse Mirror

Babies are born with
 Nothing in their brains or everything
 I'm always reading
 I had to learn it all to forget again
 And we just can't win
 Nothing in the world makes any sense
 I've got the basics but all the best things
 You can't repeat again
 What they say, is it true?
 "Beauty is such a waste on the youth"
 I used to stare in mirrors
 Sucking in, 21
 Oh it's fun to look back
 Think of all my reactions
 So silly, naive and partially stupid, I was deluded
 I, I couldn't see myself through the glass
 So if that's how you wanna be
 You wanna be
 Well, I can't stop you (you, you, you)
 (Just know that I'd hope to)
 Being young and naive
 Can get you pretty far, if you ask me
 Everybody laughs so casually
 They buckle you into the car
 And light all your cigarettes
 Hand-in-hand with some idiots
 But they usher past the bouncer
 And you're like, "Fuck, I'm in the club, what? What?"
 Oh, but when you reach the age
 Of buying beer for your friends
 Oh, what it would take
 For me to be excited again?
 All the dirty forty-year olds
 Sucking the life from the kids
 And all the kids are racing up
 To be as grown as they can
 Kid (kid), take it slow (take it slow)
 You can chill (chill), you ain't grown (grown)
 To stare (stare) in mirrors (oh-oh-oh)
 Sucking in, 21