[Intro] Emaj7 Bsus2 Bmaj7 Emaj7 Bsus2 Bmaj7 [Verse 1] Emaj7 Bsus2 Bmaj7 Emaj7 It's my Jordan year and I thought this shit would look good on me Emaj7 Bsus2 Bmaj7 But I just feel weird, Emaj7 Bsus2 Bmaj7 Emaj7 And I still can't fly, thought I'd be ahead, but I'm down by five Emaj7 Bsus2 Bmaj7 I'm on fight or flight, and I still can't fly [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 Emaj7 Bsus2 Bmaj7 [Verse 2] Emaj7 Bsus2 Bmaj7 Thе bags on my eyes, no, they'rе not designer Emaj7 Bsus2 Bmaj7 but they're overpriced, I paid for with cryin' (Cry, cry, cry) Emaj7 Bsus2 Bmaj7 Emaj7 And every ex hits my phone like, "Happy birthday, are you alone?" Emaj7 Bsus2 Bmaj7 Emaj7 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] Emaj7 Bsus2 Bmaj7 It's my Jordan year, twenty-three, no they're not designer, but they're— Emaj7 Bsus2 Bmaj7 Ahhhhhhhhhh Emaj7 Bsus2 Bmaj7 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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