Eighteen at a traffic light Ive got nowhere to be on a friday night Ive got it all I got nothing Summer's here and I'm finally free Ive got no one to do And no one to see Ive got it all I got nothing Eighteen is a funny age You've got so many dreams And an empty page Ive got it all Cause Ive got nothing Everybody knows what I should do Everybody works so I should too How do I explain what feels so wrong Dealing with the shame of knowing you dont belong So you try and smile and hope you wont always be Alone with the dreams Living in between Eighteen Eighteen and I feel so old Like a bright screen with the paper sold Seen it all Ive seen nothing Eighteen with the carded drives A strange need just to feel alive I see it all I see nothing Well have you heard Its a golden age Go get your golden view from your golden cage I seen it Because Ive seen nothing Everybody knowns what I should do Everybody works so I should too How do I explain what feels so wrong Dealing with the shame of knowing you dont belong So you try and smile and hope That you wont always be Alone with your dreams Living in between Everybody does just what their told Everybody buys just what their sold How do I escape what I cant see How do I replace the broken parts of me No, you try and smile and hope That you wont always be Alone with your dreams Living in between Eighteen The End