I supposed to say what isn’t [bad word]  
I’m not cut from that mold  [bad word] clean 
It’s my everything 
My darkest nights 
My lonely fights 
My adrenaline 

I supposed to say what isn’t [bad word]  
I’m not cut from that mold  [bad word] clean 
It’s just like 16 
Head in the clouds 
Still hating the cops 
I’m never growing up 

I’m not growing up 
I will never give up 
I will hold it in my heart 
I’m never growing up 
…it’s my everything 

And I refuse to stay home, pay and pray 
With things to obey and consummate and have to hate 
No, I’m not the one 
I’m growing down 
Like Peter Pan 

I supposed to say what isn’t [bad word]  
I’m not cut from that mold  [bad word] clean 
It’s my everything 
My darkest nights 
My lonely fights 
My adrenaline 

I’m not growing up 
I will never give up 
I will hold it in my heart 
I’m never growing up