Walk up to the front door
Cold sweat and shaky
I'm here just to talk
Is it pouring out my body
My nervous aching
I like that you can see it
My mind is almost 19
And I still feel angry
I'm searching for the reason
And I think it's kind of crazy
That I'm trying everything
Soft hands on my face
And I'm feeling nothing
My mind is almost 19
And I still feel angry
Is it pouring out my body
My nervous aching
