Old Enough
Raconteurs, The
Consolers Of The Lonely (2008)

You look pretty in your fancy dress
But I detect unhappiness
You never speak so I have to guess
You're not free

Yeah, maybe when you're old enough
You'll realize that you're not so tough
And some days the seas get rough
You'll see

You're too young to have it figured out
You think you know what you're talkin about
You think it all will work itself out
But we'll see

When I was young I thought I knew
You probably think you know too
Do you?
Well, do you?

I was naive just like you, I thought
I knew exactly what I wanted to do
Well, what you gonna do?
What a fool

And how've you gotten by so far
Without a head and no visible scar?
No one knowin' who you really are
They can't see

What you gonna do? (What you gonna do?)
What you gonna do now?
What you gonna do? (What you gonna do?)
What you gonna do now?
What you gonna do? (What you gonna do?)
What you gonna do now?
What you gonna do? (What you gonna do?)
What you gonna do now?
What you gonna do now?

(Yeah)

The only way you'll ever learn a thing
Is to admit that you know absolutely nothing
Oh, nothing

Think about this carefully
You might not get another chance to speak freely
Oh, freely

Maybe when you're old enough
Maybe when you're old enough
Maybe when you're old enough
You're not free
(Yeah) You're not free