I said I'm done with caring, then cried in the mirror Posted a selfie, captioned new era Said I'd be chill, but I'm still bitter Texted my ex just to feel bigger My mom says I'm being dramatic Well, at least I'm good at something automatic I skip class just to feel mysterious But I'm not deep, I'm just delirious I've got too many feelings for one small brain And somehow I make all of them sound the same Fifteen, what a mess, what a scene Crying to songs I don't even mean If growing up's supposed to be clean Then why do I feel like a drama queen? I'm not cool, I'm not calm, I'm not collected Every plan I make gets rejected Yeah, call it teen angst or low self-esteem I call it Tuesday being me I hate my hair, then I miss it right after Say I'm okay, cue the nervous laughter Wish I could stop but I kinda thrive On being the punchline half-alive My best friend said I need to chill But the world spins faster when I sit still I've got a playlist for every mistake And one for pretending I'm awake I've got a talent for self-destruction And I'll post it all for interaction Fifteen, what a mess, what a scene Crying to songs I don't even mean If growing up's supposed to be clean Then why do I feel like a drama queen? I'm not cool, I'm not calm, I'm not collected Every plan I make gets rejected Yeah, call it teen angst or low self-esteem I call it Tuesday being me Oh, maybe I'm just a phase That I'll cringe at one day But for now I'll scream it loud I'm fine, can you hear me now? La, la, la, la, overthinking again La, la, la, la, crying at 3 AM La, la, la, la, maybe I like the pain La, la, la, la, it's my middle name Fifteen, what a mess, what a scene Crying to songs I don't even mean If growing up's supposed to be clean Then why do I feel like a drama queen? I'm not lost, I'm just dramatic And honestly, that's automatic Yeah, I'll figure it out eventually But for now I'll just be me La, la, la, la, drama queen La, la, la, la, permanently fifteen