Turning 18 never felt so good,
Staying up past 4 if i could
Remembering those nights
Because they always felt so right.

Playing cops and robbers
With that kid across the street
Always getting beat,
Now we're throwing fists
While we're watching cars
Because we're standing on old broken seats.

Well what do you think of me now?
All we gotta do is get you out of here.
Let's talk a little less and maybe drink a little more.
Not gonna let it, not gonna let it go,
Tell them all we're shooting up and on them.
Windows down we gotta get out this town.
Not gonna let it, not gonna let go,
Windows down we gotta get out of this town.

I'm better all grown up, I'm smarter.
My life is a on a roll
Now i think that i'm better on my own.
I know i'm gonna shoot for the moon
And even if i miss i'll still land among the stars.
Crowd stall tall with conversation,
That leaves you sitting with your head down.

Say Chris bet me these 4last dollar bills she had me at hello.