5, 4, 3, 2, 1 Happy Birthday!!
I'd give anything to go back to
Four white walls
With the cracks in hallways &
Poor boys in doorways
On the hunt to break a heart
In their local uni bar
Like it's a sport
I miss waking up in 28
From nights that we stayed out too late
To reconvene on countertops
And talk about how many shots
We never should have taken
Now all our hands are shaking
In time
And it's the worst place in the world until you leave
When you're grown up in the city
It's the one place you should be
And I never thought I'd miss five pairs of feet
But now I'm staring at my trainers
Wishing I was turning nineteen
Early mornings in the breakfast club
6 girls and 15 cups
News of the day
What do you wanna be when we grow up?
By now it should've happened
But no one's called for action
On the set
And it's the worst place in the world until you leave
When you're grown up in the city
It's the one place you should be
And I never thought I'd miss five pairs of feet
But now I'm staring at my trainers
Wishing I was turning nineteen
And I'm not saying it was oh so easy
I'm just saying that we had more freedom
Oh we were living, unforgiving
We were singing in the kitchen
I don't wanna wish away the days
But I just wish I could go back to stay
Oh, yeah cause I miss it
Oh I miss it
Oh I'm missing
Oh I miss you
And I know, I know, I know, I know
We're on our way to getting old
And I hate it oh
I wish we knew we'd found a pot of gold
Sat on our sofa in the freezing cold
So take me, take me back to
The worst place in the world until you leave
When you're grown up in the city
It's the one place you should be
And I never thought I'd miss five pairs of feet
But now I'm staring at my trainers
Wishing I was turning nineteen
Turning nineteen
Turning nineteen
Turning nineteen
I wish that I was turning 19