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