New York livin'
Finally slippin' into my wishes
Blew out a candle
I looked at our pictures
Forgettin' the whispers
You told me I'm lyin', I didn't

I hold onto them
It doesn't get old
It doesn't get old
I do as I'm told
I'll never be

Traced my fingers
Around your figure
Try to be perfect
Is it worth it to love and have lost?
You can just cross out my name
I'm hopin' you don't

So, I'll leave the door open
Make a pinky promise
That I would come back if you asked
So, leave the door open
Make a pinky promise
That I would forgive you
Say that you're sorry

And I'll hold onto you
It doesn't get old
It doesn't get old
I do as I'm told
I'll never be grown