Fourteen

She was fourteen years old

She was cold for the first time

She grew up in a sunny, wasted place

With a bunch of wasted faces

Couldn’t catch a break

‘Cause there was nothing more to say, yeah

And life

It gave her

A glass bottle over the head

And life

It gave her

A taste of what it meant to be dead, yeah

*So she was,

Fourteen, living the dream

Wishing she could be free

Fourteen, part of the scene

As far as they could see

She was, fourteen

She was, fourteen_

First day of high school

She was so shy, so scared

Even though that’s not what she’s like

So anxious to get there

But wondering where

But, ah, life ain’t fair, yeah

And life

It gave her

A class schedule she knew by heart

And life

It gave her

Nowhere, no shot, no chance to start, yeah

*So she was,

Fourteen, living the dream

Wishing she could be free

Fourteen, part of the scene

As far as they could see

She was, fourteen

She was, fourteen_

And do you how hard it is to be fourteen

Don’t know anything

Not grown up, not a child

Wishing you were either

Life, so close

So far away

Plans you want to act on

And a place you want to stay

As long as it’s so far away, yeah

*So he was,

Fourteen, living so free

Raised on the American dream

Fourteen, watching the scene

Eyes that could really see

He was, fourteen

He was, fourteen

She was, fourteen

They were,

Fifteen_