My coffee is warm
So I'll burn my tongue

Mother warned me
But I'm 18

So tired I am
Of staying up all night

I think about what a grown-up I am
Driving my car and drinking beers

Telling Mom to let me go
Telling him never to do so

But this morning I burned my tongue
And I started to cry

Nobody warned me
I'm still 18

I'm tired
Of being awake all night

I think about how big my bed has gotten
How to pay my bills and raise a child

My Mom told me never to call
And he rarely does anymore