Wet trousers in the washing machine,

But I'd rather be damp than seen in jeans

I'm grown up now, but refuse to learn

That those were just adolescent concerns

I'm possibly missing something,

Someone should have told me


A record collection reduced to a mix tape

Headphones on, I made my escape

I'm in a film of personal soundtrack

I'm leaving home, and I'm never gonna come back


Learning lyrics from the CD inlay

To impress people with, the stupid things I say

I'm grown up now, but refuse to learn

That those were just adolescent concerns

I'm possibly missing something,

Someone should have told me


A record collection reduced to a mix tape

Headphones on, I made my escape

I'm in a film of personal soundtrack

I'm leaving home, and I'm never gonna come back


A record collection reduced to a mix tape

Headphones on, I made my escape

I'm in a film of personal soundtrack

I'm leaving home, and I'm never gonna come back


I used to have a bedroom to hide in

Now I'm outside deciding

Older, but wiser?

This song's the decider

Is it the sound of a man wrestling with emotion?

Or the sound of him losing, and causing commotion?


I'm nothing to my peers but envy and hatred

How many girls have they seen naked?


I'm grown up now, but refuse to learn

That those were just adolescent concerns

I'm possibly missing something,

Someone should have told me


A record collection reduced to a mix tape

Headphones on, I made my escape

I'm in a film of personal soundtrack

I'm leaving home, and I'm never gonna come back


A record collection reduced to a mix tape

Headphones on, I made my escape

I'm in a film of personal soundtrack

I'm leaving home, and I'm never gonna come back


A record collection reduced to a mix tape

Headphones on, I made my escape

I'm in a film of personal soundtrack

I'm leaving home, and I'm never gonna come back