XVII

Only seventeen, a dancing queen
Caught up in daydreams but sticking to a plan
Good at shutting my mouth, good at keeping my vows
But baby slow down
Forced to grow up too fast it was too much
Don’t let it all pile up
Then came the wreck that kicked it into my head

I walked through the door
Stood beside the mirror
Said: What am I even doing here?
Tell me what to do
Or tell me where to go
I keep circling the same prairie roads

But I'm trying

A little older now, thinking out loud
Still wondering when my feet will hit the ground
Been feeling the same it’s like my time’s running out
And everyone around
Trying to please them, ease them
Forget what’s heaven and what’s hell
Hit from behind, breathing is different now

I walked through the door
Stood beside the mirror
Said: What am I even doing here?
Tell me what to do
Or tell me where to go
I keep circling the same prairie roads

But I'm trying

Two hands in the fire
I’ll hold you up higher
The world’s passing by and I'm still paralyzed
Nobody ever likes the girl who can’t get up off the floor

So I’ll pull myself off of the pile of dirty clothes
And I’ll get all dressed up so that nobody knows
Begging for it all to stay in
I think I'm coming undone

But I'm trying