VAN NUYS
Everywhere in front of me
Buckle up, spill the beans
Everywhere in front of me
Reverie pace, minds at ease
Everything in front of me
Mondays don't have to suck
Everywhere in front of me
Is this a game of truth or dare?
My only truth is I'm highly stressed
No way of looking you in the eyes
Move over son, out of your big chair
I just want to go back to Van Nuys
Walk in the streets, pick dandelions
Everywhere in front of me
Putting up flyers, dog breaks leash
Everywhere in front of me
Climbing stairs then pushed down
Everywhere in front of me
Count your flaws, forget the sheep
Everywhere in front of me
Is this a game of truth or dare?
My only truth is I'm highly stressed
No way of looking you in the eyes
Move over son, out of your big chair
I just want to go back to Van Nuys
Walk in the streets, pick dandelions
Peter Pan won't save you no more
Teenage angst will get you so far
Luckily I held my own guard
(Oh, oh)
Eleven days until I get my first car
Then I'll be walking to my own choir
Avenues emblazoned when I'm plowing through
(Oh, oh, oh)
Buckle up, spill the beans
Everywhere in front of me
Reverie pace, minds at ease
Everything in front of me
Mondays don't have to suck
Everywhere in front of me
Is this a game of truth or dare?
My only truth is I'm highly stressed
No way of looking you in the eyes
Move over son, out of your big chair
I just want to go back to Van Nuys
Walk in the streets, pick dandelions
Everywhere in front of me
Putting up flyers, dog breaks leash
Everywhere in front of me
Climbing stairs then pushed down
Everywhere in front of me
Count your flaws, forget the sheep
Everywhere in front of me
Is this a game of truth or dare?
My only truth is I'm highly stressed
No way of looking you in the eyes
Move over son, out of your big chair
I just want to go back to Van Nuys
Walk in the streets, pick dandelions
Peter Pan won't save you no more
Teenage angst will get you so far
Luckily I held my own guard
(Oh, oh)
Eleven days until I get my first car
Then I'll be walking to my own choir
Avenues emblazoned when I'm plowing through
(Oh, oh, oh)
Credits
Writer(s): Natasha Bailey
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