17

Up on time, no standby

And I don't even know

Where I left my phone

Weeks turn to months in a minute

What do I be on

When I'm not home?

I'm only 17, momma

Pushed a Chevy to the brink, kinda

I'm sweatin' through the seats, Donna

It's hot as hell, and I don't see quite where I'm goin'

I'm starin' through the ceiling

Startin' to think that I don't need friends

Sometimes I don't know where I belong

The first time that I felt impending doom

Was realizin' I'm too black for the room

I was pushin' it down, pushin' it down

Just for you, for you

You'll never see me like I see you

Like every dream I had just can't come true

Now you're talkin' me down, talkin' me down

So used to hearin' that from you

I'm only 17, momma

Pushed a Chevy to the brink, kinda

I'm sweatin' through the seats, Donna

It's kinda hard when you don't see quite where you're goin'

I'm starin' through the ceilin'

Startin' to think that I don't need friends

You ain't wrong to go that way

What I'd give to make you stay

Not for nothin' I'ma be your babe

Curled up with you is when I feel safe

I'm safe, I'm safe, yeah

I'm only 17, momma

Pushed a Chevy to the brink for us

55 for a week, darlin'

All the folk, I got em' weavin', stealin'

It's hard to see the least of us

I swear, I think I seen somethin'

I look up, I see the skies open

I look up, I see it, good God, I know I seen it