Quarter Life Crisis

I ain't no Tin Man, no, I pour my heart out
Every time I strum this guitar and open my mouth
I'm more like the Lion, sometimes I get scared
Then other times I feel like Dorothy and wanna be anywhere but here

Hotel rooms get lonely, but so does my home
And I could be in a crowded room and still feel alone

Twenty something, still don't know nothin'
What do I got to show for it?
I don't feel old enough to be a wife
But what if I miss the love of my life?
'Cause I ain't ready to commit
This is my quarter life crisis, ay ay
Quarter life crisis

I wanna be different, I wanna swim upstream
Oh, then why do I get so mad when everybody passes me
Am I on the right track? Did I make the right call?
These are the things I'm dumb enough to ask my Magic 8 Ball

Twenty something, still don't know nothin'
What do I got to show for it?
I don't feel old enough to be a wife
But what if I miss the love of my life?
'Cause I ain't ready to commit
This is my quarter life crisis, ay ay
Quarter life crisis

Here we are at twenty-five, did I spend it well? Did I do it right?
Maybe I'll just flip a coin, figure it out on the next dime

Twenty something, still don't know nothin'
What do I got to show for it?
I don't feel old enough to be a wife
But what if I miss the love of my life?
'Cause I ain't ready to commit
This is my quarter life crisis, ay ay
Quarter life crisis, ay ay ay