Coming Of Age

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