Walking down that lonely road
Looking for trouble in the only way I know
Cracking a bottle, smashing a glass
Putting up fists and kicking some ass
That was way, way back when I was young
Carving a path to what I've become
Seventeen, figuring out
Who I am and what I'm about
A cloud of smoke inside my walls
Trying to climb but not to fall
That was way, way back when I was young
Carving a path to what I've become
That was way, way back when I was young
Carving a path to what I've become
That was way, way back when I was young
Carving a path to what I've become