I don't know how well this is going to be, but the basic idea is...Yeah, I've been chasing cars with those scapegoat eyesCan't you realize, * the summertimeIt's you, so scared of overgrowing youthWhen it's not done with youAnd everybody gon' run, runEverybody gon' run, runAnd you can call it what you wantBut I call it mineI'm moving on and I'm so doneWith singing words I don't believe in no moreSo why you rushing forWho saidThat it's now or neverI think you're taking on the wrong adviceBut it's alrightIf these are your worst timesYou know you're goodYou're goodYou're goodYou're goodYou're goodYou're goodYou're goodYou're goodAnd if you want you can breathe on your ownYou see the light, you see the lightThis isn't what I thought but it's beautifulMake peace with your mistakes and they'll turn to goldWeightless, I look goodAnd everybody gon' run, runEverybody gon' run, runAnd you can call it what you wantBut I call it moving onAnd I'm so doneWith singing words I don't believe in no moreNo moreNo moreYou're goodYou're goodYou're goodYou're goodYou're goodYou're goodYou're goodYou're goodYou're goodYou're goodYou're goodYou're goodYou're goodYou're goodYou're goodYou're goodThank you.