Mature
Hilary Duff, luck… or something, 2025
Writers: Hilary Duff, Madison Love, Matthew Koma, Brian Phillips
Producers: Matthew Koma, Brian Phillips
Label: Atlantic
Hop to Another Song*note: poems should be sung as 1 syllable. Pomes as opposed to poe-ems.
She is Bme, I’m her in a D#mdifferent C#font,
just a Bfew years younger, a D#mnew hairC#cut,
very BLeo of you with your D#mScorpio tC#ouch
now, Bnow. D#m A#m
Reading B*poems to her on your D#mvintage C#rug,
bet she’s Bso impressed by your D#mBasquiA#mat,
and she Bthinks you’re deep in the D#mways you’re C#not,
now, Bnow… D#m
I A#mcan’t put it on Bher – she’s a sweet kid – D#m
C#but she’s taking the Bbait like we all did.
BShe looks
D#mlike all of your C#girls but Bblonder,
a D#mlittle like A#mme, just Byounger.
Bet she D#mloves when she C#hears you Bsay,
“you’re so mature D#mfor your agе, C#babe.”
BShe looks
D#mlike shе could C#be your Bdaughter,
D#mlike me before A#mI got Bsmarter.
When I was fD#mlattered to C#hear you Bsay,
“you’re so mature D#mfor your age, C#babe,”
Boh.
D#m C# B
D#m A#m
You dim Ball the lights so you D#mlook real C#wise
as they Btrace the lines undernD#meath your A#meyes
and mistBake your charm for a D#mcosmic C#sign,
now, Bnow. D#m A#m
I can’t put it on Bmaj7them, it’s his best trick, D#m
and C#they’re taking the Bmaj7bait just like I did…
BShe looks
D#mlike all of your C#girls but Bblonder,
a D#mlittle like A#mme, just Byounger.
Bet she D#mloves when she C#hears you Bsay,
“you’re so mature D#mfor your agе, C#babe.”
BShe looks
D#mlike shе could C#be your Bdaughter,
D#mlike me before A#mI got Bsmarter.
When I was fD#mlattered to C#hear you Bsay,
“you’re so mature D#mfor your age, C#babe.”
BWatched the tide rise up as high as D#myou looked at C#me,
Blistenin’ to “Strawberry D#mLetter 2A#m3,”
Bhid my car at Carbon Beach so D#mI wasn’t C#seen at Byours –
you knew D#mbetter of C#couBrse.
Oh, D#myou’re so maC#tuBre,
D#myou’re so maA#mture, B
D#m C# Boh…
BShe looks
D#mlike all of your C#girls but Bblonder,
a D#mlittle like A#mme, just Byounger.
Bet she D#mloves when she C#hears you Bsay,
“you’re so mature D#mfor your agе, C#babe.” (oh)
BShe looks (she looks)
D#mlike shе could C#be your Bdaughter,
D#mlike me before A#mI got Bsmarter.
When I was fD#mlattered to C#hear you Bsay,
“you’re so mature D#mfor your age, C#babe,”
Boh.
BWatched the tide rise up as high as D#myou looked at C#me,
Blistenin’ to “Strawberry D#mLetter 2A#m3,”
Bhid my car at Carbon Beach so D#mI wasn’t C#seen at Byours –
“you’re so mature D#mfor your age, A#mbabe.”