Holding My Breath

I'm always holding my breath waiting
for something better
but life's gone to hell
it's all come out bitter

but that's ok
it didn't mean much anyway
but it seems like life was good
was that just yesterday?

Sleeping out on your front porch
watching headlights of cars
pass by with drunken girls
falling out of trashy bars

When did we realize this is life
we grew up on those nights
in between the alcohol
and the never ending fights

I finally realized you must be right
I was only trying to escape reality
but I don't wanna anymore
only if you're here next to me

*My friend and I rececently had a conversation about growing up and how I wished we could hold onto right now, but she said we all have to eventually grow up*