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