Days Are Over

Green filled farm grounds My friends and I making the rounds All around the edge of my town In my old new first car With the bass turned up hard Screaming about being seventeen All those times Trying to catch any boys eye Get them to look at me Want me To make em beg please Just to give em nothing So called love that doesn’t last What fun we had Those days are over I don’t want them anymore Hot pavement praying for rain he still wanted to touch me love on me I wasn't that kind of girl I just looked like her looked at me as some sort of goddess I wanted real love The real thing With a ring But he had other plans And still wonders why I ran fourteen Shouldn't be so complicated - Dusty fairgrounds Smoke floating thick all around Hot and sticky we were In the heat of a young summer I contemplate forever Or maybe never As he looks me over Trying to hold my hand At every possible chance Sick from the rides Cooling come and go of the tides Dirty feet He looks at me Laughing hard At how young we are And how old are you? twenty-two Got our biggest wishes Cuz they weren’t big enough Wanted someone who wanted her The way I am The way I am Loving me less, loving you more Not the way she looks in her shorts But she was too young to know where to start My name is his guitar Wrote his first song ever All about me He's worn a ring for 5 years now Still he asked my friend about Me Says he'll always wonder where I am where I am, why I ran fourteen is fourteen and sixteen isn't much better is it? Boy, Those days Those days are over O green, As green as me, farm grounds Dusty fairgrounds And I want you more I want you more