| Sneaking out through the back door
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| Push the car down the road before we start it
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| Mom and dad were still sleeping
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| While we were fools of the night
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| We could do this forever
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| Nothing needed to change
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| Seventeen was a good year
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| Now it isn’t the same
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| Do the days ache in your bones?
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| You are old enough to know
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| Does the clock stop right at nine
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| And tell you that it’s time?
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| You’re on your own
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| You told yourself it was your fault
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| You never felt you were enough
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| Your mom was still sleeping
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| While dad was the fool of the night
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| You made decisions you hated
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| Something needed to change
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| Seventeen was a bad year
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| Now it isn’t the same
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| Do the days ache in your bones?
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| You are old enough to know
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| Does the clock stop right at nine
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| And tell you that it’s time?
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| You’re on your own
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| Does it hurt to know?
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| I can tell this’ll be a bad day
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| I can tell it’s gonna be a hard day
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| But we’ll make it through
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| All those people who seem so happy
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| I can tell that they are not laughing
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| On the inside tonight
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| I can tell this’ll be a bad day
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| I can tell it’s gonna be a hard day
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| But we’ll make it through
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| All those people who seem so happy
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| I can tell that they are not laughing
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| On the inside tonight
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| I can tell this’ll be a bad day
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| I can tell it’s gonna be a hard day
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| But we’ll make it through |