Eighteen
Little kid, starry eyed
Daddy's rich, mama cries.
All she wants is to feel bigger than her circumstances
Dirty shoes, bloody shirt
Knuckles white, make it hurt
Throwing bows like she's swinging for the fences
In the middle of the night
She's staring at the ceiling looking for some meaning
Can't wait til I'm 18
When nobody can judge me
I'm gonna move to a city far away
Follow my dreams
Can't wait til I'm 18
When everything is easy
I'm gonna move to a city far away
Fuck what they think
Young gun growing up
Getting shit. Brush it off
She knows someday she'll find what she's been missing
Black sheep on the block
Phone a friend No one comes.
She knows some day she gonna call the shots
In the middle of the night
She's staring at the ceiling looking for a meaning.
Can't wait til I'm 18
When nobody can judge me
I'm gonna move to a city far away
Follow my dreams
Can't wait til I'm 18
When everything is easy
I'm gonna move to a city far away
Fuck what they think
Can't wait til I'm 18
Coming up - no limits - say my name
And it's time now. And it's time now.
Coming up - no limits - remember my name.
And it's time now. And it's time now.
And it's time time. Fuck what they say.
Daddy's rich, mama cries.
All she wants is to feel bigger than her circumstances
Dirty shoes, bloody shirt
Knuckles white, make it hurt
Throwing bows like she's swinging for the fences
In the middle of the night
She's staring at the ceiling looking for some meaning
Can't wait til I'm 18
When nobody can judge me
I'm gonna move to a city far away
Follow my dreams
Can't wait til I'm 18
When everything is easy
I'm gonna move to a city far away
Fuck what they think
Young gun growing up
Getting shit. Brush it off
She knows someday she'll find what she's been missing
Black sheep on the block
Phone a friend No one comes.
She knows some day she gonna call the shots
In the middle of the night
She's staring at the ceiling looking for a meaning.
Can't wait til I'm 18
When nobody can judge me
I'm gonna move to a city far away
Follow my dreams
Can't wait til I'm 18
When everything is easy
I'm gonna move to a city far away
Fuck what they think
Can't wait til I'm 18
Coming up - no limits - say my name
And it's time now. And it's time now.
Coming up - no limits - remember my name.
And it's time now. And it's time now.
And it's time time. Fuck what they say.
Credits
Writer(s): Unknown Writer, Jacqueline Dean Anderson
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