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Can I tell you a story 'Bout a boy who broke his own heart? And he always blamed everybody else But the truth is that he did it to himself He made a couple songs and they got big He thought that he could do whatever he wanted But it all left him with a hole in his heart Ooh-ooh-ooh, money buys you happiness But ooh-ooh-ooh, it doesn't buy you time The more that I get older The less I wanna be sober And I can't quit, goddamit And maybe I'm just broken And I'll never admit it But I wish that I was younger Yeah, 26 and I'm rich How the hell did it come to this? And I wish I could tell you Everything is perfect, but it's not I've been starin' at the ceilin' for like ten days But I'm pretty sure that I forgot What it's like to be a person that doesn't think That everything he does just sucks Oh, it's so perfect world until it's not Ooh-ooh-ooh, money buys you happiness But ooh-ooh-ooh, it doesn't buy you time The more that I get older The less I wanna be sober And I can't quit, goddamit And maybe I'm just broken And I'll never admit it But I wish that I was younger Yeah, 26 and I'm rich How the hell did it come to this? The more that I get older The less I wanna be sober Yeah, 26 and I'm rich How the hell did it come to this?