handgun
Found a note in my backpack from August
Said, "We'd never go back where we started"
Came home from break, you put your head on my chest
And I stayed too long and I forgot why I left
Cut my tongue at a party last night and I
Spilled my claw on the girl that I like
She cried and kissed me in the laundry room
Thank God I drank enough that I could think about you
And I never remember a face on purpose
But I've seen hers like ten times since
Who gives a kid a handgun?
Who gives a kid to a mom who doesn't want one?
Who lets that kid fall in love?
Who never taught him enough is enough is enough?
Who let him into a bar
And kiss a dude in the bathroom stall? I know
He spent his summers in the back of a car
Learned the worst part of growing up
Is learning how young you are
You bleached your hair for the swim team
Said it's for kids with cancer or something, you
You said you'd never live to see 18
But you cut it all off for your birthday last week
And I never remember a face on purpose
But I've seen yours like ten times since
Who gives a kid a handgun?
Who gives a kid to a mom who doesn't want one?
Who lets that kid fall in love?
Who never taught him enough is enough is enough?
Who let him into a bar?
And kiss a dude in the bathroom stall? I know
He spent his summers in the back of a car
Learned the worst part of growing up
Is learning how young-
When the worst part of growing up
Is learning how young you are
Said, "We'd never go back where we started"
Came home from break, you put your head on my chest
And I stayed too long and I forgot why I left
Cut my tongue at a party last night and I
Spilled my claw on the girl that I like
She cried and kissed me in the laundry room
Thank God I drank enough that I could think about you
And I never remember a face on purpose
But I've seen hers like ten times since
Who gives a kid a handgun?
Who gives a kid to a mom who doesn't want one?
Who lets that kid fall in love?
Who never taught him enough is enough is enough?
Who let him into a bar
And kiss a dude in the bathroom stall? I know
He spent his summers in the back of a car
Learned the worst part of growing up
Is learning how young you are
You bleached your hair for the swim team
Said it's for kids with cancer or something, you
You said you'd never live to see 18
But you cut it all off for your birthday last week
And I never remember a face on purpose
But I've seen yours like ten times since
Who gives a kid a handgun?
Who gives a kid to a mom who doesn't want one?
Who lets that kid fall in love?
Who never taught him enough is enough is enough?
Who let him into a bar?
And kiss a dude in the bathroom stall? I know
He spent his summers in the back of a car
Learned the worst part of growing up
Is learning how young-
When the worst part of growing up
Is learning how young you are
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Writer(s): Jake Minch
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