She has a secret
that she just does not want to grow up
If she could just make it to 21
drink her liver half-dead
and tell Hennessy he’s the one
he makes her forget she’s had too much
but maybe she just hasn’t had enough
to make her realize that her friends are gone
when nothing’s left
and the taste she feels on her tongue
is the Similac on her breath
telling her stomach to cough up the dance
she just had with death
Look sis, I know you think it cool
but your stomach’s not fit for this kind of food
and that boy on the corner ain’t in love with you
You are just a lot more convenient than McDonald’s
cause he can have his way with you
and you’re probably just hearing this for the first time
cause nobody’s ever told you it always hurts the first time
This
grown-up stuff
She said she just wants to be
grown enough
Her ambition is for time to sit still
Never reaching the point of crazy debt
and large bills
If she could always stay somewhere between
Dora the Explorer and pink heels
maybe this lump in her throat she would’ve never had to feel
If someone could have just told her that growing up is over-rated
And in this world without YAH you’re a nobody
who’s never made it
Your childhood crying away cause you played it
Cause you rushed yourself into a place
that’s not so puffed up
Trust little girl when I tell you
You’ll never quite be just
grown enough
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