You Signed Up For This

I am twenty and probably upset right now

I still haven't got my driver's licence

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 licence

And I am sorry to make it about myself again

But you, you signed up for this