Where Do All The Good Kids Go?

Parker made me a leader at thirteen

They ran out of adults, the closest thing was me

And that made the other kids kinda hate me

They showed me just how alone alone could be

I led worship when my best friend's mom died

And that was an honor but if I'm honest, I was terrified

I was way too young to lead people to the other side

I thought so much about death, I couldn't live my life

I was always way too young

To be that good at growing up

Does anybody really know

Where all of the good kids go?

I was always way too young

Now I can't catch up

I got drunk the first time at twenty-three

A total black out, I didn't know when to leave

I hated playing Never Have I Ever

So I hooked up with a random stranger

I can't tell the difference between fun and danger

I was always way too young

To be that good at growing up

Does anybody really know

Where all of the good kids go?

I was always way too young

Now I can't catch up

Now I can't catch up