Lines form on
my face and hands
Lines form from
the up's and down's
I'm in the middle
without any plans
Oh I'm a boy
and I'm a man
I'm eighteen
and I don't know
what I want
Eighteen
I just don't know
what I want
Eighteen
I gotta get away
I've gotta get
out of this place
I'll go running in
outer space
oh yeah
I've gotta baby's brain
and an old man's heart
Took eighteen years
to get this far
Don't always know
what I'm
talking about
Feels like I'm living
in the middle of doubt
'cause I'm eighteen
I get confused
every day
Eighteen
I just don't know
what to say
Eighteen
I gotta get away
Oh lines form on my
face and my hands
Lines form on the
left and right
I'm in the middle
the middle of my life
Oh I'm a boy
and I'm a man
I'm eighteen
and I like it
Yes I like it
Well I like it, love it,
like it, love it
eighteen, eighteen,
eighteen, I'm eighteen
and I like it