Intro: Db Gb Bbm Db Verse 1: Bbm Db I miss dinner talks and walks around the block with mom, and Bbm Db Watching slasher films, how I would kill to feel that thrill again? Bbm Db Spending all my time on finish lines and don't know why Bbm Maybe I should call my dad -Hello- Pre-Chorus: Ebm Gb I wished that time passed like seasons in L.A. Ebm Ab Db When grass in the front yard was waiting for greener days Chorus: Bbm Db It's the panic of growing up Bbm Db It's the fear of fallin' down Bbm Db And if life ain’t what you want Bbm Db It don't come back around Bbm Db It's the panic of growing up Bbm Db It's the fear of missing out Bbm Db Will it ever be enough Bbm Db If I'm a victim of nostalgia? Verse 2: Bbm Db Will I always be the words I wrote when I was 17? Bbm Db Will the world still be around when I turn 63? Bbm 'Cause getting older's getting old Db And I wish someone would've told me, me Pre-Chorus: Ebm Gb I wished that time passed like seasons in L.A. Ebm Ab When grass in the front yard was waiting for greener days Chorus: Bbm Db It's the panic of growing up Bbm Db It's the fear of fallin' down Bbm Db And if life ain’t what you want Bbm Db It don't come back around Bbm Db It's the panic of growing up -I don't wanna- Bbm Db It's the fear of missing out -Feel so bored of- Bbm Db Will it ever be enough -What I have right now- Bbm Db If I'm a victim of nostalgia? Outro: Db Bbm Db Bbm I don't wanna feel so bored of Db Bbm Db What I have right now
