[Intro]
Emaj7 Bsus2 Bmaj7
Emaj7 Bsus2 Bmaj7
[Verse 1]
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It's my Jordan year and I thought this shit would look good on me
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But I just feel weird,
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And I still can't fly, thought I'd be ahead, but I'm down by five
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I'm on fight or flight, and I still can't fly
[Pre-Chorus]
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Everything looks good on paper, displayed on the shelf
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And nobody thinks they should save her 'cause she's doin' well
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Three hundred sixty-five days later, I still haven't learned to calm down
F# Emaj7
But I blow candles out, my wish should be different by now
[Chorus]
Emaj7 Bmaj7 Emaj7 Bmaj7
But tomorrow I turn twenty-three and it feels like everyone hates me
Emaj7 Bmaj7 G#m
So, how old do you have to be to live so young and careless?
Emaj7
My wish is that I cared less at twenty-three
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[Verse 2]
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Thе bags on my eyes, no, they'rе not designer
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but they're overpriced, I paid for with cryin' (Cry, cry, cry)
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And every ex hits my phone like, "Happy birthday, are you alone?"
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You tried to ruin twenty-two, so don't pretend that now we're cool
[Pre-Chorus]
Emaj7 Bsus2 Bmaj7
Everything looks good on paper, displayed on the shelf
Emaj7 Bsus2 Bmaj7
And nobody thinks they should save her 'cause she's doin' well
Emaj7 B B/Bb G#m
Three hundred sixty-five days later, I still haven't learned to calm down
F# Emaj7
But I blow candles out, my wish should be different by now
[Chorus]
Emaj7 Bmaj7 Emaj7 Bmaj7
But tomorrow I turn twenty-three and it feels like everyone hates me
Emaj7 Bmaj7 G#m
So, how old do you have to be to live so young and careless?
Emaj7
My wish is that I cared less at twenty-three
[Bridge]
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It's my Jordan year, twenty-three, no they're not designer, but they're—
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Ahhhhhhhhhh
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Tomorrow I turn twenty-three
G#m E
Happy birthday, happy birthday
[Outro]
Emaj7 Bmaj7 Emaj7 Bmaj7
I hope that I'll see twenty-four, I hope I'll understand me more
Emaj7 Bmaj7 G#m
I hope my bed is off the floor, I hope that I can care less,
Emaj7
But I'm afraid to care less
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
Everything looks good on paper
Displayed on the shelf
And nobody thinks they should save her
'Cause she's doing well
365 days later
I still haven't learned to calm down
But I blow candles out
My wish should be different by now
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
The bags on my eyes
No, they're not designer
But they're overpriced
I paid for with crying
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
Everything looks good on paper
Displayed on the shelf
And nobody thinks they should save her
'Cause she's doing well
365 days later
I still haven't learned to calm down
But I blow candles out
My wish should be different by now
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
Happy birthday
Happy birthday
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
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