| Hey 17, you’ve been so unkind to me
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| Could someone tell me what I did to you?
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| Late last night, all my thoughts were running wild
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| Stuck inside this world I didn’t choose
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| And will they even miss me when I’m gone?
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| Do they even know what’s going on?
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| I was just a kid
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| I didn’t mean to do the things I did
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| I was just a kid
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| I wish it didn’t have to be like this
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| So someone tell me why’s it gotta be like this
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| Hey officer, I swear that I was good to her
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| So why’d you have to take her from my arms
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| When she died I think I did as well inside
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| I can’t rid this guilt that rules my heart
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| And will they even miss me when I’m gone?
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| Do they even know what’s going on?
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| I was just a kid
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| I didn’t mean to do the things I did
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| I was just a kid
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| I wish it didn’t have to be like this
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| So someone tell me why’s it gotta be like this
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| I feel the pain in my soul
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| My spirit’s going numb, I been standing in the cold
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| I’m crumbling slow
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| I got no words left for you
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| Except to tell you that I’m low
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| But Lord can you heal me of this mess I made
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| I confess I’m lame
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| And I been looking for rest all day
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| I got this burden on my back and it’s heavy
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| My knees bout to give out, I can’t stand steady
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| But I heard you call all the weak and the weary
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| I’m crying out now and I’m loud can you hear me?
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| Hurts here with me and despair’s coming near me
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| Send them away and tell your grace come get me
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| I’m raining out pain with this pen, and it pours
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| You became poor, my stains became yours
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| Slain for proud thieves, took pain to save whores
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| Fornicators like me, I praise your name Lord, I give it all up
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| I was just a kid
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| I didn’t mean to do the things I did
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| I was just a kid
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| I wish it didn’t have to be like this
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| So someone tell me why’s it gotta be like this |