Eighteen - Slapstick

Well, some days I don’t feel like being grown-up

Some days I just feel like looking far away

Well, I’ve never understood why the closer you come

To make your own decisions and be self-sufficient

Well, you’ve gotta conform to the will of the world

Well, she left right before I turned eighteen

Well, I just really started missing her now

I know a girl who spent her summer here on my street

Freedom was her name, where did she go, where did she go?

Now a new change tries to hold me in place

Maturity and responsibility, where did she go, where did she go?

Well, some days I don’t feel like being inside

All day outside doesn’t look too cold

She taught us how to play games and hold hands

And be friends with each other

But we’re not friends with each other anymore, whoa

Well, I guess this has got to be that way

Well, I don’t want any part of it at all

I know a girl who spent her summer here on my street

Freedom was her name, where did she go, where did she go?

Now a new change tries to hold me in place

Maturity and responsibility, where did she go, where did she go

Where did she go?