Quarter Life Crisis

What if all my best years are behind me? What if they ended when I was 19? After all of these years that I've wasted When I get what I want, will I hate it? And after all my overthinkin' I've got nothing here to show I wanna hang out with the big kids But I'm afraid of getting' old Don't tell me it will get better Don't say it'll be okay It's not a mood, it's not a phase It's a quarter-life crisis All of my vices rise to the surface They're workin' the night shift The quarter-life crisis, there's nothing like it I look at my face and I don't recognize it I'm too young to ride it, too old to fight it I'm stuck in the middle like some fuckin' hybrid I feel like my mind is 25-sided I'll let you know if I ever survive this quarter-life crisis I'm no longer naive, I'm corrupted And I don't feel as pure as I once did Maybe if I could turn to religion I'd believe all my sins were forgiven Man, I guess all my overthinkin' Didn't make me very smart How can I focus on the future When I'm up for it in the past? Still couldn't get my shit together I guess some things never change It's not a mood, it's not a phase It's a quarter-life crisis All of my vices rise to the surface They're workin' the night shift The quarter-life crisis, there's nothing like it I look at my face and I don't recognize it I'm too young to ride it, too old to fight it I'm stuck in the middle like some kind of hybrid I feel like my mind is 25-sided I'll let you know if I ever survive this quarter-life crisis Ah, ah, ah-ah-ah Ah, ah, ah-ah-ah It's a quarter-life crisis Tried to describe this to other people They don't realize it? It's a quarter-life crisis, there's nothing like it I look at my face and I fuckin' despise it I'm too young to ride it, too old to fight it I'm stuck in the middle like some kind of hybrid A quarter-life crisis, guess I'll just write it I'll let you know if I ever survive this quarter-life crisis Ah, ah (quarter-life crisis) Ah-ah-ah (quarter-life crisis) Ah, ah, ah-ah-ah (quarter-life crisis)