Too Young to Be This Damn Old (Lyrics by Mark Ward)

Too Young to Be This Damn Old (Lyrics by Mark Ward)
Lyrics © 2026 Mark Ward. All rights reserved.
Verse 1
I’ve got lines on my face I didn’t earn with time,
Just hard nights, cheap whiskey, and crossing thin lines.
The mirror don’t lie, but it don’t tell the whole truth,
I’ve lived every mile like I had nothing to lose.
I’ve worn out good boots on bad advice,
Burned down bridges just to feel alive,
Every scar’s got a story I still haven’t told,
Yeah, I’m too young to be this damn old.
Pre-Chorus
I’ve been running from peace like it’s something to fear,
Chasing ghosts in the bottom of one more beer.
Chorus
I’m too young to be this damn old,
Too tired to still feel cold.
Got a heart full of miles, but my soul feels broke,
Yeah, I’m too young to be this old.
I’ve loved too hard, I’ve lost control,
Paid my dues on a road I chose.
Still breathing, but I feel worn out and sold,
Lord, I’m too young to be this damn old.
Verse 2
I’ve buried some dreams in a shallow grave,
Said “I’m fine” when I wasn’t okay.
I learned how to smile through the weight of regret,
And drink to forget what I can’t forget.
Mama said slow down, son, don’t rush the fall,
But I thought I was bulletproof, thought I had it all.
Now the nights feel longer than they ever did before,
And the silence hits harder than the slam of a door.
Pre-Chorus
I’d trade every fight that I had to win
For one clean start and a chance again.
Chorus
I’m too young to be this damn old,
Too tired to still feel cold.
Got a heart full of miles, but my soul feels broke,
Yeah, I’m too young to be this damn old.
I’ve loved too hard, I’ve lost control,
Paid my dues on a road I chose.
Still breathing, but I feel worn out and sold,
Lord, I’m too young to be this damn old.
Bridge
If there’s still time left on this clock of mine,
I wanna spend it sober, spend it right.
Lay my head down without the weight,
Wake up free, not running late.
Chorus
I’m too young to be this damn old,
But I ain’t done, I ain’t going cold.
I’ve been bent, I’ve been broke, but I’m still holding on,
Yeah, I’m too young to be this damn old.
Outro
I’ve still got fire underneath these bones,
Still got songs left to sing back home.
I’ve paid my price, now I’m taking control…
Yeah, I was too young to be this damn old.