Let's see what happens later on
I'm sixteen the world just opened wide
I've got a pocket full of change
I'm tired of thinking underage
Just cut this string and let me fly
If the music makes you sad
Nothing can prepare us for the day
When little boys grow old
And don't do as they're told
I'm just tired of thinking underage
Tired of thinking underage
I'm not thinking underage anymore
And I'm first in line at the dmv
I don't have a curfew in my mind
She keeps me still by letting go
It's not like we're running out of time
If the music makes you sad
Nothing can prepare us for the day
When little boys grow old
And don't do as they're told
I'm just tired of thinking underage
Tired of thinking underage
I'm not thinking underage anymore
Will always be ok with me
I am over all that underage can be
If the music makes you sad
Nothing can prepare us for the day
When little boys grow old
And don't do as they're told
I'm just tired of thinking underage
Tired of thinking underage
I'm not thinking underage anymore
And I'm thinking underage anymore
I'm not thinking underage