Fifteen
It's Saturday night
And I'm stuck here at home
Too young drive, too young to party
Too young to really live
I'm staring at the screen in front of me
Hoping for something
To lift me from this bottomless gray
Something's gotta give
Daydreaming, in the heat of summer
About riding with the top down
In a convertible, laughing
Singing with my friends
But I'm laying on my bed
Headphones blasting angry chords
Waiting for the phone to ring
I'm going round the bend
It sucks to be fifteen
Nowhere to go, no money to get there
Everyone's forgotten you
They're out having fun
It sucks to be fifteen
Trapped in my room
When I'm bored out of my mind
I want to live while I'm young