Only 17

She’s numb and broken
Alone she’s walking
There’s nowhere she can hide
Raindrops and streetlights
She hangs out with her friends
None of them understand
She lights up the first cigarette
Third drink’s starting to get to her head
Look at her, she’s just a teen
She needs a savior, walking in them tight black jeans
Comfort her she’s only 17
Yesterday she was only 16
Her eyes, explosive
Red lips, seductive
But she can’t even please herself
Happiness is such an abstract concept
She says she’ll be fine
She will in her mind
She feels safe under her fur jacket
Nowhere’s safe when you’re such a hot mess
Look at her, she’s just a teen
She needs a savior, walking in them tight black jeans
Comfort her she’s only 17
Yesterday she was only 16
So detached she sees people
No one sees beyond her role
She likes to think she has control
So complex she knows people
She likes to think she has control
But life is uncontrollable
Look at her, she’s just a teen
They all admire her, delusional movie scene
Look at her, she’s just a teen
She needs a savior walking in them tight black jeans
Comfort her she’s only 17
Yesterday she was only 16