We're overprotective
We don't see her perspective
Got an iron fist that we raise at any chance
We can't trust her
Clouds of thunder
Being sixteen is always so unfair
Why the hell can't we just take her there
She's got a lot to say and we just don't care
One of these days she's gonna grow up now
Well she's still young she's got a lot to learn
Someday soon she's gonna take these words and thank us
Right now she'll hold it against us
I know even if she don't believe
That mom knows best one day she'll see
She'll thank us
Right now she'll hold it against us
She's a kid with no room for fun
Dog locked up with no place to run
Prisoner stuck in her own small town
We chained her legs just to keep her down
Why the hell don't we trust boys to keep her safe
We don't know what it's like to be young these days
If he won't knock what does that say?