| If you stand here behind me
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| And you call me a man
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| And you’re counting on me to come through
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| You should know that I’ll give you
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| The best that I can
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| But we all have a little more homework to do
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| If you’re walking beside me
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| And you want to be friends
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| You should know I’m depending on you
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| So you gotta hang in there
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| 'Til the whole story ends
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| 'Cause we all have a little more homework to do
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| And I’ve been looking in the back of the book for the answers
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| Hoping the bell wouldn’t chime
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| But I’m not ready to put down my pencil just yet
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| There are too many answers that I didn’t get
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| I need a little less pressure
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| And a little more time
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| I am trying to follow
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| I am trying to lead
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| I am trying to find what is true
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| But if you’re gonna stand with me
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| Then you have to concede
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| That we all have a little more homework to do
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| Day turns to day turns to day turns to day
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| Turns to day turns to day
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| You get a little bit older, a little bit taller
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| A little bit better, a little bit
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| Day turns to day turns to day turns to day turns to day
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| And the days before all go too fast
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| You can’t hold on
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| So you go
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| Day turn to day turns to day turns to day
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| Turns to day turns to day
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| And I’m a little bit older, a little bit stronger
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| A little bit smarter —
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| A little bit
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| Day turns to day turns to day turns to day
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| Turns to day
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| And the days ahead comin' on so quick
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| You can’t get out of the way
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| You keep runnin'
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| Day turns to day turns to day turns to day
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| Turns to day turns to day
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| And I’m a little bit older, a little bit faster
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| A little bit closer, a little bit
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| Day turns to day turns to day turns to day turns to day turns to day
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| And the sky goes blue and the sky goes black
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| And no matter what you do, you can’t go back!
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| You go day into day into day…
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| I turned thirteen, my parents got divorced. |
| And I moved from New York City to
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| the middle of nowhere
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| Day into day into day
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| I turned thirteen, and I kissed a boy. |
| More than once!
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| I turned thirteen and signed a virginity pledge
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| Day turns to day turns to day turns to day turns to day turns to day…
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| I was diagnosed with an eating disorder
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| I failed math. |
| But we won the championship!
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| And I’m a little bit braver, a little bit broader
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| A little bit brighter, a little bit…
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| I turned thirteen and I had to have spinal cord surgery. |
| God, that sucked
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| Day turns to day turns to day
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| I got busted for driving my Dad’s pickup
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| Day turns to day turns to day!
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| I got drunk!
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| And I’ve been lookin' in the back of the book for the answers
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| Hoping the bell wouldn’t chime
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| My parents split up
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| But I’m not ready to put down my pencil just yet
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| There are too many answers that I didn’t get
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| I need a little less pressure
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| And a little more time
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| I am trying to follow
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| I am trying to lead
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| I am trying to learn what is true
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| I am trying to be what you want and I need
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| And we all have a little more homework
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| We all have a little more homework
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| We all have a little more homework
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| To do
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| Day turns to day turns to day turns to day turns to day…
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| A little more homework to do
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| Day turns to day turns to day turns to day turns to day…
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| A little more homework to do
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| Day turns to day turns to day turns to day turns to day…
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| A little more homework to do
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| Day turns to day turns to day turns to day turns to day…
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| A little more homework to do
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| Day turns to day turns to day turns to day turns to day…
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| My name is Evan Goldman. |
| I live at 24 Plains Drive, Appleton, Indiana.
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| I’m thirteen years old. |
| And I’m just getting started |