Well what the hell
Haven't used this thing in ages. Bored...so viola...an entry
Barely Seventeen
One fight too many
Barely seventeen
Ran away with him
Gave her everything she needs
Railing her pain away
He told her she was the one
‘This is the life’ she said
‘I’m never going home’
Barely seventeen
Why is everyone looking at me
Barely seventeen
Why can't they just let me be
Barely seventeen
I can't stop the screams
Barely seventeen
Please let this be a dream
He greets her with a crooked smile
and a slap to the head
Cries herself to sleep at night
Face buried in her bed
Takes what he wants from her
til she can’t give anymore
Strung out and empty
She wants to go home
Barely seventeen
Why is everyone looking at me
Barely seventeen
Why can't they just let me be
Barely seventeen
I can't stop the screams
Barely seventeen
Please let this be a dream
She greets him with a crooked smile
and a staggered stream of red
Tears rolling down her face
Gun pressed against her head
Thinks about her life
and what she left not too long ago
An empty stare, her finger cocks
‘I’m finally going home’
Barely seventeen
Why is everyone looking at me
Barely seventeen
Why can't they just let me be
Barely seventeen
I can't stop the screams
Barely seventeen
Please let this be a dream
An empty stare, her finger cocks
'I'm finally going home'
Barely Seventeen
One fight too many
Barely seventeen
Ran away with him
Gave her everything she needs
Railing her pain away
He told her she was the one
‘This is the life’ she said
‘I’m never going home’
Barely seventeen
Why is everyone looking at me
Barely seventeen
Why can't they just let me be
Barely seventeen
I can't stop the screams
Barely seventeen
Please let this be a dream
He greets her with a crooked smile
and a slap to the head
Cries herself to sleep at night
Face buried in her bed
Takes what he wants from her
til she can’t give anymore
Strung out and empty
She wants to go home
Barely seventeen
Why is everyone looking at me
Barely seventeen
Why can't they just let me be
Barely seventeen
I can't stop the screams
Barely seventeen
Please let this be a dream
She greets him with a crooked smile
and a staggered stream of red
Tears rolling down her face
Gun pressed against her head
Thinks about her life
and what she left not too long ago
An empty stare, her finger cocks
‘I’m finally going home’
Barely seventeen
Why is everyone looking at me
Barely seventeen
Why can't they just let me be
Barely seventeen
I can't stop the screams
Barely seventeen
Please let this be a dream
An empty stare, her finger cocks
'I'm finally going home'