Where Do All The Good Kids Go?
Parker made me a leader at thirteen
They ran out of adults, the closest thing was me
And that made the other kids kinda hate me
They showed me just how alone alone could be
I lead worship when my best friend's mom died
And that was an honor but if I'm honest, I was terrified
I was way too young to lead people to the other side
I thought so much about death, I couldn't live my life
I was always way too young
To be that good at growing up
Does anybody really know
Where all of the good kids go?
I was always way too young
Now I can't catch up
I got drunk the first time at twenty-three
A total black out, I didn't know when to leave
I hated playing never have I ever
So I hooked up with a random stranger
I can't tell the difference between fun and danger
I was always way too young
To be that good at growing up
Does anybody really know
Where all of the good kids go?
I was always way too young
Now I can't catch up
Now I can't catch up
