Thirteen

Chalk, four square boards on the concrete Draw on our jeans with a sharpie, making dirty jokes Acting like we know what they mean Danny showed me his dad's gun And drank on the roof when I was thirteen And I sat and watched him playing "Call Of Duty" And I felt small I didn't know what to think I grew up and you didn't I guess that it's fucked up to feel like I'm winning Now you wanna catch up You gotta be fucking kidding You asked if you could spend the night Every time your dad would get angry Four years older than me, that's a lifetime when you're thirteen You told me you paid somebody to fuck you I thought that's what everyone was doing You said it was whiny evеry time I put on music What did you want? What did you want with me? I grew up and you didn't I guеss that it's fucked up to feel like I'm winning Now you wanna catch up You gotta be fucking kidding Said things haven't been so great You spent a little time away here Hands were shaking from new medications I grew up and you didn't I guess that it's fucked up to feel like I'm winning Now you wanna catch up You gotta be fucking kidding I grew up and you didn't I guess that it's fucked up to feel like I'm winning I'm so much bigger now Sorry, I'm busy this weekend