XVII

Only seventeen, a dancing queen

Caught up in daydreams but sticking to a plan

Good at shutting my mouth, good at keeping my vows

But baby slow down

Forced to grow up too fast it was too much

Don’t let it all pile up

Then came the wreck that kicked it into my head

I walked through the door

Stood beside the mirror

Said: What am I even doing here?

Tell me what to do

Or tell me where to go

I keep circling the same prairie roads

But I'm trying

A little older now, thinking out loud

Still wondering when my feet will hit the ground

Been feeling the same it’s like my time’s running out

And everyone around

Trying to please them, ease them

Forget what’s heaven and what’s hell

Hit from behind, breathing is different now

I walked through the door

Stood beside the mirror

Said: What am I even doing here?

Tell me what to do

Or tell me where to go

I keep circling the same prairie roads

But I'm trying

Two hands in the fire

I’ll hold you up higher

The world’s passing by and I'm still paralyzed

Nobody ever likes the girl who can’t get up off the floor

So I’ll pull myself off of the pile of dirty clothes

And I’ll get all dressed up so that nobody knows

Begging for it all to stay in

I think I'm coming undone

But I'm trying