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Lyrics

[Verse 1] It's my Jordan year And I thought this shit would look good on me But I just feel weird And I still can't fly Thought I'd be ahead, but I'm down by five I'm on fight or flight And I still can't fly [Pre-Chorus] Everything looks good on paper Displayed on the shelf And nobody thinks they should save her 'Cause she's doin' well Three hundred sixty-five days later, I still haven't learned to calm down But I blow candles out My wish should be different by now [Chorus] But tomorrow I turn twenty-three And it feels like everyone hates me So, how old do you have to be To live so young and careless? My wish is that I cared less At twenty-three [Verse 2] Thе bags on my eyes No, they'rе not designer, but they're overpriced I paid for with cryin' (Cry, cry, cry) And every ex hits my phone Like, "Happy birthday, are you alone?" You tried to ruin twenty-two So don't pretend that now we're cool [Pre-Chorus] Everything looks good on paper Displayed on the shelf And nobody thinks they should save her 'Cause she's doin' well Three hundred sixty-five days later, I still haven't learned to calm down But I blow candles out My wish should be different by now [Chorus] But tomorrow I turn twenty-three And it feels like everyone hates me So, how old do you have to be To live so young and careless? My wish is that I cared less At twenty-three [Bridge] It's my Jordan year (You tried to ruin twenty-two) No they're not designer, but they're— (So don't pretend that now we're cool ) Tomorrow I turn twenty-three To be so young and careless? My wish is that I cared less Happy birthday, happy birthday [Outro] I hope that I'll see twenty-four I hope I'll understand me more I hope my bed is off the floor I hope that I can care less, but I'm afraid to care less