Soccer Mom grown

you say you gotta leave the party in 10
you're never leaving with all your best friends
you go home
you're always leaving alone
i waited for you out on the back porch
you never came but it had happened before
it's true
I'm always left waiting for you
it feels crazy that we're getting so old
it feels crazy that we're all so
you don't drink even a couple of beers
and you don't smoke weed or face
your favorite fears
and your dreams
the point of being seventeen
bc we miss sleep and we all don't care
you're contradicting your long dark hair
and your youth
you should be dancing 'til your face
turns blue
then you wonder why you're feeling so old
then you wonder why you're feeling so
grown
everybody's asking 'bout my future plans
I'm still trying to get into your pants
i know
i should be letting it go
but something sticks in the way you laugh
smiling through your dad's baseball cap
i know
i should be letting it go
then i wonder how I'm feeling so old
i can't believe that we're all so
grown
everybody's changing and they're moving away
i kissed you hardest on the moving day
you went cold
the only time that august froze
you said you'd visit every chance that
you got
now somebody tells me that you're
moving on
i know
i should be letting it go
but then i wonder how i'm feeling so old
will we still know each other when
were both