Just a Kid (feat. Thaddeus Corea)
My last cassette tape was a mixtape of your love
You treated me like crap i guess you knew that you were wrong
I'm all grown up now, and I realize every song
Was about your love that can't exist... but I still sing along
Track number one with her angry broken strings
Fast forward to the sweet sound arms of angels when she sings
Folk guitar and harmonies were close enough to fine
You Were Meant for Me, I should've known it at the time
Sixteen and not so quick to pick up on a sign
You tried me in the backroom but I rapidly declined
I think you were the first one to invent those crazy eyes
'Cause you thought you were the shit
I was just a kid
My last cassette tape, was a professing of your love
Your job was to look out for me not get blamed for what you'd done
I'm all grown up but can't forget the confusion that you caused
Memory's a tricky thing, it reminds us of what we've lost
Sixteen and not so quick to pick up on a sign
You tried me in the backroom but I rapidly declined
I think you were the first one to invent those crazy eyes
'Cause you thought you were the shit
I was just a kid
Oh
Sixteen and not so quick to pick up on a sign
No one I could trust enough to tell how you had lied
Blending in the crowd as a way to run and hide
You thought you were the shit
I was just a kid
You treated me like crap i guess you knew that you were wrong
I'm all grown up now, and I realize every song
Was about your love that can't exist... but I still sing along
Track number one with her angry broken strings
Fast forward to the sweet sound arms of angels when she sings
Folk guitar and harmonies were close enough to fine
You Were Meant for Me, I should've known it at the time
Sixteen and not so quick to pick up on a sign
You tried me in the backroom but I rapidly declined
I think you were the first one to invent those crazy eyes
'Cause you thought you were the shit
I was just a kid
My last cassette tape, was a professing of your love
Your job was to look out for me not get blamed for what you'd done
I'm all grown up but can't forget the confusion that you caused
Memory's a tricky thing, it reminds us of what we've lost
Sixteen and not so quick to pick up on a sign
You tried me in the backroom but I rapidly declined
I think you were the first one to invent those crazy eyes
'Cause you thought you were the shit
I was just a kid
Oh
Sixteen and not so quick to pick up on a sign
No one I could trust enough to tell how you had lied
Blending in the crowd as a way to run and hide
You thought you were the shit
I was just a kid
Credits
Writer(s): Jennifer Msumba
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