Interpret:

Brie Larson

Album:

Finally Out Of P.E.

Never thought I could feel
So complete without your face
And your plastic diamond rings


But there's a man who cannot see
Driving in his Mercury
Here beside these pointless things


I'm too young to be jaded
With wasted memory space of love that isn't real
As a matter of fact
You can take your stereo back
Cause I'm so done with, I'm so done with like
Cause it's all so pointless


Seven blocks, all backed up
With guys waiting just for me
It doesn't matter cause you go down the same road eventually


There's a dream I forgot
Like a film without a plot
Here's a story you should know


I'm too young to be jaded
With wasted memory space of love that isn't real
As a matter of fact
You can take your stereo back
Cause I'm so done with, I'm so done with like
Cause it's all so pointless


I won't waste all your talk
Don't stop to speak in the hall


As a matter of fact
You can take your stereo back
Cause I'm so done with, I'm so done with like
Cause it's all so pointless


I'm too young to be jaded
With wasted memory space of love that isn't real
As a matter of fact
You can take your stereo back
Cause I'm so done with, I'm so done with like
Cause it's all so pointless


I'd be stupid to think this could last
Much longer than history class
I'm surrounded by a damn good time
And I'm not gonna miss it