[Intro]
N.C. 
You're on your own, kid 
  
You are
[Estrofa]
A                                            E 
Make my way through the motions, I try to ignore it 
                                         A 
But home's looking farther the closer I get 
  
Don't know why I can't see the end 
         E 
Is it over yet? Hmm 
  A 
A short leash and a short fuse don't match 
                            E 
They tell me it ain't that bad, now don't you overreact 
                        A 
So I just hold my breath, don't know why 
                                      E 
I can't see the sun when young should be fun
[Pre-Estribillo]
                A 
And I guess the bad can get better 
  
Gotta be wrong before it's right 
 E 
Every happy phrase engraved in my mind 
                A 
And I've always been a go-getter 
  
There's truth in every word I write 
    E 
But still the growing pains, growing pains 
  
They're keeping me up at night
[Estribillo]
A 
Hey, hey, hey, yeah, hey, yeah 
  
Hey, hey, hey, yeah, hey, yeah 
         E 
And I can't hide 'cause growing pains are keeping me up at night 
A 
Hey, hey, hey, yeah, hey, yeah 
  
Hey, hey, hey, yeah, hey 
         C#m                    B 
And I can't hide 'cause growing pains are keeping me up at night
[Estrofa]
A                                               E 
Try to mend what's left of my content incomprehension 
  
As I take on the stress of the mess that I've made 
A                                                   E 
Don't know if I even care for "grown" if it's just alone, yeah
[Pre-Estribillo]
                A 
And I guess the bad can get better 
  
Gotta be wrong before it's right 
 E 
Every happy phrase engraved in my mind 
                A 
And I've always been a go-getter 
  
There's truth in every word I write 
    E 
But still the growing pains, growing pains 
  
They're keeping me up at night
[Estribillo]
A 
Hey, hey, hey, yeah, hey, yeah 
  
Hey, hey, hey, yeah, hey, yeah 
         E 
And I can't hide 'cause growing pains are keeping me up at night 
A 
Hey, hey, hey, yeah, hey, yeah 
  
Hey, hey, hey, yeah, hey 
         C#m                    B 
And I can't hide 'cause growing pains are keeping me up at night
[Outro]
A 
Starting to look like Ms. Know-it-all 
  
Can't take her own advice 
         E 
Can't find pieces of my peace of mind 
  
I cry more than I'd like to admit 
               A 
But I can't lie to myself, to anyone 
  
'Cause phoning it in isn't any fun 
         E 
Can't run back to my youth the way I want to 
                                   A 
The days my brother was quicker to fool 
  
AM radio, not much to do 
                      E 
Used monsters as an excuse to lie awake 
E 
Now the monsters are the ones that I have to face 
  
No band-aids for the growing pains 
A 
Hey, hey, hey, yeah, hey, yeah 
  
Hey, hey, hey, yeah, hey, yeah 
C#m                           B 
Hey, hey, hey, yeah, hey, yeah, hey 
  
No band-aids for the growing pains