In the sixth grade
I was wishing I was older
Not doing my work like I was supposed to
Laying on my floor with my comic books open
Just me, myself and me
And in the eighth grade
Had the world on my shoulders
Warm inside but the house was getting colder
Mom upstairs, and Dad on the sofa
Is this how it's meant to be?
Crawling down the path that you paved for me
Lying on the bed that you made for me
I ain't looking for prayers or sympathy
Just hear me out
Sure, we get older
And we get wiser
But don't try to tell me what to do
'Cause this kid's got problems too
Maybe you're bolder
A little bit stronger
Don't try to tell me what to do
'Cause this kid's got problems too
In the tenth grade
We were skipping class and fooling teachers
They never knew I was kissing her by the bleachers
All my friends, they said she was a keeper
She's the one for me
Finished twelfth grade
And once I graduated
They said, "Go get a job, you know, one so you can pay a rent"
No nine to five just show me where the stage is
'Cause that's the place for me
I've been crawling down the path that you paved for me
Lying on the bed that you made for me
I ain't looking for prayers or sympathy
Just hear me out
Sure, we get older
And we get wiser
But don't try to tell me what to do
'Cause this kid's got problems too
Maybe you're bolder
A little bit stronger
Don't try to tell me what to do
'Cause this kid's got problems too
We're not so different
(We're not so different)
We keep on making the same mistakes
We're not so different
(We're not so different)
Yeah, we keep on making the same mistakes
We're not so different
(We're not so different)
Yeah, we keep on making the same mistakes
We're not so different
(We're not so different)
We keep on making the same mistakes
Sure, we get older
And we get wiser (yeah)
But don't try to tell me what to do
'Cause this kid's got problems too
Maybe you're bolder
A little bit stronger
And don't try to tell me what to do
'Cause this kid's got problems too
Back in the sixth grade
I always wanted to be older
But Dad's been gone
And Mom was feeling lonesome
Trying to fill the empty space in the sofa
Just me, myself and me