Lyrics

Your old house, it feels smaller Will it fade out if we wait longer? Quick trip down, just stopping by I'm late now, but sometimes I wanna be 16 at the park, parked in your dad's car Dreaming, gonna grow up, be a big star Best friends wanna get drunk in a backyard So cool hanging out in the backyard Girl talk, talk about boys like it's business Mom's mad, gotta get home this instant 16, bittersweet, oh, so innocent I guess, I guess I'm missing it (Ooh-ooh-ooh, ah-ah-ah) I guess I'm missing it (Ooh-ooh-ooh, ah-ah-ah) I guess I'm missing Your old room, these walls look different Nothing's new, just days and distance And I'm freaked out the more I realize It's gone now, but sometimes I wanna be 16 at the park, parked in your dad's car Dreaming, gonna grow up, be a big star Best friends wanna get drunk in a backyard So cool hanging out in the backyard Girl talk, talk about boys like it's business Mom's mad, gotta get home this instant 16, bittersweet, oh, so innocent I guess, I guess I'm missing it Guess I'm missing it (Ooh-ooh-ooh, ah-ah-ah) being naive, little less behind me (Ooh-ooh-ooh, ah-ah-ah) I didn't know I didn't know a thing at 16 I wanna be 16 I wanna be 16 I wanna be, I wanna be
Writer(s): Griff Lee Clawson, Sadie Jean Wilcox Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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