With the shitty job and fifty bucks
You try to stretch while you get stuck
It's all you've got to last you the week.
Your whole life is a losing streak.
Trade school may have worked for our dads.
But they can’t possibly understand
That minimum wage can't keep a house.
Empty hearts and bank accounts.
You wanna wake up in her arms again.
You'd give anything to be sixteen again.
Driving in your sister's car.
Blown curfews and seedy bars.
Around 22 the well ran dry.
Your confidence it waved goodbye,
And you couldn't make a life on beginner's luck.
So every day's the same.
Put your head down, don't complain.
Get home to put your daughter down.
Ride your bike back across the town.
You're lucky to be late when you start again,
You don't seem to remember when.
You felt the love in your daughter's touch.
The love that meant so much.
You wanna wake up in her arms again.
You'd give anything to be sixteen again.
Driving in your sister's car.
Blown curfews and seedy bars.
Around 22 the well ran dry.
The confidence it waved goodbye,
And you couldn't make a life on beginner's luck.
And all your friends are making plans.
You're just trying to be a man.
The only way that we'd survive,
Is stumblin' while half alive.
You wanna wake up in her arms again.
You'd give anything to be sixteen again.
Driving in your sister's car.
Blown curfews and seedy bars.
Around 22 the well ran dry.
The confidence it waved goodbye,
And you couldn't make a life on beginner's luck.
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