(And most importantly, are you still having fun?)
It looks good put on paper
But when you have it for yourself

And you're piling up the paper
With trophies on your shelf
You'll be calling for help

You remember the days you could go out late
And you wouldn't have to call security

When you could settle down downtown walking with childhood friends
Well that's long since ended

Cause now everywhere you walk's on a red carpet
Everywhere you go's on a white rocket
You're filling up rooms and everybody's talking

You have more than enough for that Saint Laurent jacket
It's all piling up but you've no room to stack it
You want to bring love but there's no room to pack it

Lock your tray tables up in an upright position
You barely listen
Cause your passport's full due to 15-year-old ambition
And you're wishing
That the lights didn't stain your eyes
That your family could come for the ride
Wish your heartbreak wasn't on the radio
Cause it's been four years now, time to let it go
You wish your branding could have been more kid-friendly
You wish you didn't sing so damn gently
You ask yourself what you've been asking since you turned 21
Am I still having fun?

Every once in a while you'll get a letter from your friends
But you're too caught up in your style and selling out stadiums, and there's no end

Cause now everywhere you walk's on a red carpet
Everywhere you go's on a white rocket
You're filling up rooms and you don't know how to stop it
You have more than enough for that Saint Laurent jacket
It's all piling up you've nowhere to stack it
You want to bring love but there's no room to pack it

Lock your tray tables up in an upright position
You barely listen
Cause your passport's full due to fifteen-year-old ambition
And you're wishing that the lights didn't stain your eyes
That your family could come for the ride
Wish your heartbreak wasn't on the radio
It's been four years now time to let it go
You wish your branding could've been more kid-friendly
You wish you didn't sing so damn gently
You ask yourself what you've been asking since you turned 21
Am I still having fun?

Does it sound like I'm still having fun, this is tearing me up and you've won
They're grabbing my hands and pulling me down like they have to take my crown
But in time I'll fade away
And only then I'll feel safe
And lonely when the lights come down

Lock your tray tables up in an upright position
Wish the lights didn't stain your

Lock your tray tables up in an upright position
You barely listen
Cos your passport's full due to fifteen-year-old ambition
And you're wishing
That the lights didn't stain your eyes
That your family could come for the ride
That your heartbreak wasn't on the radio
It's been four years now time to let it go
You wish your branding could have been more kid-friendly
You didn't have to sing so damn gently
And you ask yourself what you've been asking yourself since you turned 21
Am I still having fun?

Having fun, having fun (hey!)
Am I still having fun, fun (hey! hey! hey!)
Am I still having fun, having fun, having fun (hey!)
Am I still having fun?
What you've been asking since you turned 21
Am I still having fun?