Eighteen at a traffic light I’ve got
Nowhere to be on a Friday night
I’ve got it all
I’ve got nothing

Summer’s here and I’m finally free, I’ve got
No work to do and no one to see
I’ve got it all
I’ve got nothing

Eighteen is a funny age I’ve got
So many dreams and an empty page
I’ve got it all
Because I’ve got nothing

Everybody knows what I should do
Everybody works so I should too
How do I explain what feels so wrong?
Dealing with the shame of knowing you don’t
Belong
So you try to smile and hope that you won’t
Always be
Alone with your dreams
Living in between
Eighteen...
Eighteen yet I feel so old like a
Bright screen with a paper soul
I’ve seen it all
I’ve seen nothing

Eighteen with a car that drives and a
Strange need just to feel alive
I’ve seen it all
I’ve seen nothing

Have you heard its a golden age? Go get your
Golden view from your golden cage
I’ve seen it all
Because I’ve seen nothing

Everybody knows what I should do
Everybody works so I should too
How do I explain what feels so wrong?
Dealing with the shame of knowing you don’t
Belong
So you try to smile and hope that you won’t
Always be
Alone with your dreams
Living in between

Everybody does just what they’re told
Everybody buys just what they’re sold
How do I escape what I can’t see?
How do I replace the broken parts of me?
No, you try to smile and hope that you won’t
Always be
Alone with your dreams
Living in between
Eighteen...