Better at Being Young Songtext
von Meg & Dia

Close my eyes for a minute
Woke up, summer was finished
How′s it gone in an instant?
Twisted, distant
I remember those cold hands
And he tasted like stale grass
Lasted long as a quick drag
Oh man, goddamn

Red eyes, teeth marks
Hushed tones fill up my lungs
Motels, gold stars, dead phones
Where can I run?

'Cause I was better at being young
Better, better
Better at being young
Better, better


When I first saw the skyline
City lit by the traffic
Made the weekend a classic
Manic addict

Red eyes, teeth marks
Hushed tones fill up my lungs
Motels, gold stars, dead phones
Where can I run?

′Cause I was better at being young
Better, better
Better at being young
Better, better

Gonna lay down my body cold
Maybe be someone else
Remember what I wanted
When it was still okay to want it


Red eyes, crushed bones
Mouth guards, bad dreams
Sweethearts, twin beds
Red eyes, teeth marks
Hushed tones fill up my lungs
('Cause I was better at being young)
Motels, gold stars, dead phones
Where can I run?

'Cause I was better at being young
Better, better
Better at being young
Better, better