26

Can I tell you a story about a boy who broke his own heart?
And he always blamed everybody else
But the truth is that he did it to himself
Made a couple songs and they got big
Thought that he could do whatever he wanted
But it all left him with a hole in his heart

Ooh, money buys you happiness
But, ooh, doesn’t buy you time
The more that I get older
The less I wanna be sober
But I can’t quit goddammit
Maybe I’m just broken
I’ll never admit it, but I wish that I was younger
Yeah, 26 and rich
How the hell did it come to this?

And I wish I could tell you that everything is perfect, but it’s not
I was staring at the ceiling for like 10 days
But I’m pretty sure that I forgot
What it’s like to be a person that doesn’t think
That everything he does just sucks?
Oh, it’s a perfect world until it’s not

Ooh, money buys you happiness
But, ooh, doesn’t buy you time
The more that I get older
The less I wanna be sober
But I can’t quit goddammit
Maybe I’m just broken
I’ll never admit it, but I wish that I was younger
Yeah, 26 and rich
How the hell did it come to this?

The more that I get older, the less I wanna be sober
Yeah, 26 and rich
How the hell did it come to this?