Coming Of Age - Maisie Peters
Composed by：Elvira Anderfjärd/Maisie Peters/Tove Burman
Produced by：Elvira Anderfjärd
Your face in fluorescent looks different in the daylight
Like was it a love affair or just a lot of late nights
Like you had the speaking parts but I guess I was the playwright
Oh oh-woah
I couldn't escape you like the airwaves of the bassline
And I couldn't erase you like a tattoo on my waistline
If it was a first kiss how come it felt like a snakebite
Oh oh-woah
I wish I woulda seen it sooner
Why did it take me
Oh oh oh
Ages to say it
Oh oh oh
I wasn't your cliché
Oh no this is my coming of age
Oh oh my coming of age
Oh oh my coming of age
I'm caught in new ground and I'm burning all your CDs
Baby I am the Iliad of course you can read me
So I'll leave you behind but that don't mean it's easy
Oh oh-woah
Oh oh oh
I wish I woulda seen it sooner
Why did it take me
Oh oh oh
Ages to say it
Oh oh oh
I wasn't your cliché
Oh no this is my coming of age
I send my silence away
Printing my blood on the page
You stole my love and I paid
But you couldn't keep what you couldn't take
I know I made you the big star
I let you butcher my big heart
But it's my song and my stage
And it's my coming of age
Why did it take me
Oh oh oh
Ages to say it
Oh oh oh
I wasn't your cliché
Oh no this is my coming of age
I wish I could've seen it God
I wish I could've seen it God
I wish I could've seen it God
But God I wish I could've seen it God
