Fifteen years old, you can worry about it tomorrow
Turn on the radio, it's just more of the same
You sing along anyway
Don't lose your cool kid, calm down
I know you really don't give a shit
Can't seem to let your guard down
Don't let anyone crawl under your skin
I've never held anything over you
Bend backwards so far I crack my head
on the pavement. On the pavement.
Did you expect a second chance?
Well I guess who needs friends?
What's one less? What's one less?
Did you catch my drift
Look my back is turning
At your age the radio only plays static
I bet you're crawling, I bet you're crawling across the floor
I know your reaching for the phone
But this time no one's home
Only child, I'll be your brother
I thought you'd grow up sooner
I guess you're just a late bloomer