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