Went to bed a little girl
And woke up a grown-ass woman
Paid someone to tell me why
There are things I shouldn't
Shouldn't do to get the ones I love
To do exactly what I want
Turns out that ain't love at all
I, I, I

Missed a call again from Mom
But I'll call her back tomorrow
I don't wanna hear her voice
At the risk of what would follow
I'll feel bad for feeling far
I'll feel far from feeling me
Then I won't know who to be
I, I, I

And now I'm screaming in the air at the top of my lungs
I'm having fun, I'm having fun, I'm having fun
I'm wiping my tears on an old sweatshirt
I know it hurts, oh I know it hurts
I'll try to explain it again, oh it feels like
I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I

Now I'm sitting in my room
And I count the things around me
That I bought to fill the void
And to make something about me
'Cause I gave my time away
But I'm the one I really hate
For never giving myself comfort in the first place

And now I'm screaming in the air at the top of my lungs
I'm having fun, I'm having fun, I'm having fun
I'm wiping my tears on an old sweatshirt
I know it hurts, oh I know it hurts
I'll try to explain it again, oh it feels like

Biting my hair, driving too fast
Buying that shirt, sending it back
God I'm so bored, life is so dumb
Why can't it always be what I want?
The less that I lie the more that I see
The problem at hand is probably me
I'm running in place, going downhill
Not having fun but maybe I will

Not having fun, maybe I will
Not having fun, maybe I will
Not having fun, maybe I will
Not having fun, maybe I will