Growing Pains - Alessia Cara

You're on your own, kid

You are

Make my way through the motions, I try to ignore it

But home's looking farther the closer I get

Don't know why I can't see the end

Is it over yet?

Hmm

A short leash and a short fuse don't match

They tell me it ain't that bad, now don't you overreact

So I just hold my breath, don't know why

I can't see the sun when young should be fun

And I guess the bad can get better

Gotta be wrong before it's right

Every happy phrase engraved in my mind

And I've always been a go-getter

There's truth in every word I write

But still the growing pains, growing pains

They're keeping me up at night

Hey, hey, hey, yeah, hey, yeah

Hey, hey, hey, yeah, hey, yeah

Hey, hey, hey, yeah, hey, yeah

Hey, hey, hey, yeah, hey, yeah

And I can't hide 'cause growing pains are keeping me up at night

Hey, hey, hey, yeah, hey, yeah

Hey, hey, hey, yeah, hey, yeah

Hey, hey, hey, yeah, hey, yeah

Hey, hey, hey, yeah, hey

And I can't hide 'cause growing pains are keeping me up at night

Try to mend what's left of my content incomprehension

As I take on the stress of the mess that I've made

Don’t know if I even care for "grown" if it's just alone, yeah

And I guess the bad can get better

Gotta be wrong before it's right

Every happy phrase engraved in my mind

I've always been a go-getter

There's truth in every word I write

But still the growing pains, growing pains

They're keeping me up at night

Hey, hey, hey, yeah, hey, yeah

Hey, hey, hey, yeah, hey, yeah

Hey, hey, hey, yeah, hey, yeah

Hey, hey, hey, yeah, hey, yeah

And I can't hide 'cause growing pains are keeping me up at night

Hey, hey, hey, yeah, hey, yeah

Hey, hey, hey, yeah, hey, yeah

Hey, hey, hey, yeah, hey, yeah

Hey, hey, hey, yeah, hey

And I can't hide 'cause growing pains are keeping me up at night

Starting to look like Ms. Know-it-all

Can't take her own advice

Can't find pieces of my peace of mind

I cry more than I'd want to admit

But I can't lie to myself, to anyone

'Cause phoning it in isn't any fun

Can't run back to my youth the way I want to

The days my brother was quicker to fool

AM radio, not much to do

Used monsters as an excuse to lie awake

Now the monsters are the ones that I have to face

No band-aids for the growing pains