Still as good at math as I've ever been
But I can't seem to subtract this mess I'm in
I'm running out of clean shirts to cover my back
My jeans are getting too tight, I need more slack
We passed honesty ten miles back
We lost more modesty than what we lacked
Seventeen and I still get by like my first time
Seventeen and I still get high like my first time
Seventeen and I still get by like my first time
Seventeen and I still get high like my first time
Still as good with words as I've ever been
But I can't talk myself out of this mess I'm in
I'd give the shirt off my back to conform again
But my stage fright won't allow me to perform with them
We passed honesty ten miles back
We lost more modesty than what we lacked
Seventeen and I still get by like my first time
Seventeen and I still get high like my first time
Seventeen and I still get by like my first time
Seventeen and I still get high like my first time
Talking about girls and thinking about money
Addicted to the sound of my wheels as I skate across the pavement
Driving way too fast with Austin and Max
Singing at the top of my lungs
That's what I see when I look back on
Seventeen and I still get by like my first time
Seventeen and I still get high like my first time
Seventeen and I still get by like my first time
Seventeen and I still get high like my first time
20 something and I still get high like my first time