Holidays - Conan Gray

Lyrics by：Conan Gray

Composed by：Conan Gray

Produced by：Daniel Nigro/Ethan Gruska/Conan Gray

I'm so tired of taking orders from everyone

And my house is like a hoarder's my bed undone

Books that I'll never read magazines

Photo strips of you and me

Felt so old at only seventeen

Took a flight back to Texas just like every year

We barely talk but our friendship can't disappear

At Kerbey Lane the coffee tastes like gasoline

Could you order some for me

I'm too cold and I'm too tired to speak

All my youth I never knew

That life would ever change

But we keep on growing

Didn't think it'd show

But I see it on your face

That years have passed but you laugh exactly the same

When I see you for the holidays

In those eyes I see lifetimes I've had with you

From graduation whole way back to elementary school

Teachers hang up the wreaths children sing

Years ago that was you and me

What I'd give to once again be naive

All my youth I never knew

That life would ever change

But we keep on growing

Didn't think it'd show

But I see it on your face

That years have passed but you laugh exactly the same

When I see you for the holidays

All my youth I never knew

That life would ever change

But we keep on growing

Didn't think it'd show

But I see it on your face

That years have passed but you laugh exactly the same

When I see you for the holidays