I am twenty and probably upset right now
I still haven't got my driver's license
And I am sorry to make it about myself again
But you, you signed up for this
You, you signed up for this
You, you signed up for this
Shout if you want my heart
It is an open invitation
Shout if the line's gone dark
Oh, if I've called you from the station
Shout if we grew apart
Actually don't, it's my narration
Shouting for me is hard
Hard, hard
Please don't give up on me yet
I know I'll get better
I'm just not better yet
Can you tell I'm trying?
Running out of breath
I know I'll get better
I'm just not better yet
(You signed up for this)
Scared of everything, but I'm making it punk
A small towner, I only drink to get drunk
Don't go out much, 'cause there's too many bugs
And I'm way too obsessed with death to do any drugs
Six girls on Alphabet Road
5'1, do you think that I'll grow anymore?
No, that's probably it
I guess Ellen was right, yeah, she usually is
Please don't give up on me yet
I know I'll get better
I'm just not better yet
Can you tell I'm trying?
Running out of breath
I know I'll get better
I'm just not better yet
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
You signed up for this
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
You signed up for this
I am twenty and probably upset right now
I still haven't got my driver's license
And I am sorry to make it about myself again
But you, you signed up for this
