25
“25 tells a story of maturing and loving yourself at life milestone, and appreciating them all for what they are even though it can be really hard.”
“25” dives into the existential crisis that often comes with aging, especially as a woman in music. It's a really honest and blunt look at the insecurity many of us feel about how long we seem to be allowed to chase our dreams. I think women are fed this narrative more than anyone else, so it's important to talk about and dismantle it. The song is about maturing and learning to love yourself at every age, even when it's hard. It was both cathartic and scary to be so honest about an insecurity that feels shameful, but it's a necessary conversation to have, and I’m glad it’s out there.
About the song
Lyrics
2 am drunk in the back of a New Year’s party
It’s just me, Jack, Brandy, and a bit of Bacardi
Now I’m tryna remember what I forgot this year
How did I come so far and still somehow end up here?
I’m blacking out last year’s resolutions in sharpie
‘Cause it’s been the best and the worst three hundred sixty-five
Reasons why I’m unsure
If I should laugh or if I should cry
Something kinda fucked about twenty-five
It could be better, I should be better, I
Fall in and out of love with my life
Too old to make it too young not to try
It could be better; I should feel better, right?
By twenty-five
Running late, slam my antis with coffee
Hearing ‘bout how much my habits will cost me
So I spend all my money tryna fix my mind
While I’m watching my friends settle down online
I’m patiently waiting but it’s taking its sweet damn time
For my stars to align cause
It’s been the best and the worst three hundred sixty-five
Reasons why I’m unsure
If I should laugh or if I should cry
Something kinda fucked about twenty-five
It could be better, I should be better, I
Fall in and out of love with my life
Too old to make it too young not to try
It could be better; I should feel better, right?
It’s all club bathrooms or wedding bells
It’s a basement or house in the hills
It’s nine to five or can’t pay the bills
It’s tell your parents you found the one
It’s breakup so friends get you drunk
Thought twenty-five was supposed to be fun
I don’t know
If I should laugh or if I should cry
Something kinda fucked about twenty-five
It could be better, I should be better, I
Fall in and out of love with my life
Too old to make it too young not to try
It could be better; I should feel better, right?
By twenty-five
