Looking for a ride cause I left my keys laying on the dash
I took my fist and I broke my windshield in half
And now it's come to this
I'm always hit or miss
Get a job go to college try to graduate
That's what they said but now I'm left without a cent to my name
And now it's come to this
I'm always hit or miss
I have learned to live life in the run
Fake ID's and plastic cups 'cause I'm not old enough
(She doesn't even go here)
We'll stay forever young
And promise me
We'll keep from growing up
As long as we
Break the rules and shopping carts
Getting drunk in parking lots
Running from the cops until we fall
Stay eighteen after all
Woke up hungover on the bathroom floor
Phone full of drunk texts sent the night before
And now it's come to this
I'm always hit or miss
Last night I picked a fight with a guy at the frat
Went home bloody nose and my tires were slashed
And now it's come to this
I guess he hit and I missed
I have learned to live life in the run
Fake ID's and plastic cups cause I'm not old enough
(I'm not even drunk yet)
We'll stay forever young
And promise me
We'll keep from growing up
As long as we
Break the rules and shopping carts
Getting drunk in parking lots
Running from the cops until we fall
Stay eighteen after all
We'll stay forever young
We'll keep from growing up
We'll keep from growing up
Breaking bottles breaking hearts
Running back home in the dark
Sleeping in the backseat of her car
Stay eighteen after all
Stay eighteen after all