To leave home and leave it all up to me
To breathe the different airs through our similar lungs
I'm not saying that I'm opposed
I'd just rather stay close
and grow up into the man I'm supposed to be

Being in thirteenth grade is a lot like being thirteen years old

It feels like growing old instead of growing apart
All our genes we don't choose what stays the same
I won't ask it twice I'm too much grown up for those stunts to pull
W hen little minds start to grow

Being in thirteenth grade is a lot like being thirteen years old
I want my innocence back

Stay