Verse 1 I’ve got crow’s feet and a mortgage, But I’m still blasting the stereo loud. Songs that were written for teenagers, Singin’ along like I’m part of the crowd. Pre-Chorus All the bands that saved my life, Now play casinos on weeknights. Chorus I’m forever fifteen in my head, Screaming words that should’ve stayed dead. Nostalgia’s a drug, I can’t let it go, I’m high on the anthems of my youth emo. Verse 2 I drive to work with the windows down, Still shouting choruses all over town. The songs are shallow but they comfort me, Like reruns playing on late-night TV. Pre-Chorus I know every chord’s the same, But I don’t care, I’ll play the game. Chorus I’m forever fifteen in my head, Screaming words that should’ve stayed dead. Nostalgia’s a drug, I can’t let it go, I’m high on the anthems of my youth emo. Verse 3 Now my kids roll their eyes at me, While I scream along unironically. I’m yelling heartbreak at the traffic light, With a car seat choir in the backseat tonight. Pre-Chorus They think I’m stuck, but I just laugh, These songs are the dumbest joy I have. Chorus I’m forever fifteen in my head, Screaming words that should’ve stayed dead. Nostalgia’s a drug, I can’t let it go, I’m high on the anthems of my youth emo. Bridge So pass me the eyeliner, pass me the pain, Give me a heartbreak I can fake again. I’ll drown in distortion, sing way off key, If it feels like 2003. Final Chorus I’m forever fifteen in my head, Screaming words that should’ve stayed dead. Nostalgia’s a drug, I can’t let it go, I’m high on the anthems of my youth emo.