The blood rushing to my head is louder than the music
My feet are sore from dancing but my heart feels awful sick
Don't watch me standing there; I'm only dancing for you to watch
I already feel wasted, but I could probably use some scotch
"This is my song!" my excitement sacrificial
I run back to the teenage bodies and suffocating middle
My hands are up above me but my head is so much higher
My smile and fit of giggles is the night's cheap attire
I feel like an awkward toddler trying to hold my head up
Thank god I'm underage, don't ever bring me to a club
Alcohol and freedom, don't give me that opportunity
I feel like a delinquent ***** a desperate fit of mutiny
I'm singing every word like I'm the farthest thing from crying
But a taunting bathroom stall and mascara streaks say "You're lying"
Please come hold me
-No
Watch me from afar
Look at what you're missing
I want to kiss you in your car
"Stop it you don't need him"
**** right" I say with confidence
I'll never let it show but God at least I'll sin
Feb 24, 2022
Feb 24, 2022 at 11:11 AM UTC
The blood rushing to my head is louder than the music
My feet are sore from dancing but my heart feels awful sick
Don't watch me standing there; I'm only dancing for you to watch
I already feel wasted, but I could probably use some scotch
"This is my song!" my excitement sacrificial
I run back to the teenage bodies and suffocating middle
My hands are up above me but my head is so much higher
My smile and fit of giggles is the night's cheap attire
I feel like an awkward toddler trying to hold my head up
Thank god I'm underage, don't ever bring me to a club
Alcohol and freedom, don't give me that opportunity
I feel like a delinquent ***** a desperate fit of mutiny
I'm singing every word like I'm the farthest thing from crying
But a taunting bathroom stall and mascara streaks say "You're lying"
Please come hold me
-No
Watch me from afar
Look at what you're missing
I want to kiss you in your car
"Stop it you don't need him"
**** right" I say with confidence
I'll never let it show but God at least I'll sin
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