Painted picture of a little anarchist
Making movies on Dad's camera
He's turning 18, looks like 23
Buying 40s with fake ID
I was a lightning rod
And I never felt so lost
Doing donuts in the parking lot
Me and my friends, we'll never get caught
6 a.m. and I feel like I'll never
Leave this place alive
But I swear I'm gonna die on my feet
Never come back to these upstate streets
I'm seeing my future and I feel like I'm getting
High off a neon glow
Standing at the crossroads, here at the Sunoco
Ooh-ooh
Pack of cigarettes, Code Red Mountain Dew
Yellow fingertips around her waist, I
Comb my hair over from my widow's peak
Chili Peppers on the car speakers
I'm so camouflaged
And I never felt so lost
Doing donuts in the parking lot
Me and my friends, we'll never get caught
6 a.m. and I feel like I'll never
Leave this place alive
But I swear I'm gonna die on my feet
Never come back to these upstate streets
I'm seeing my future and I feel like I'm getting
High off a neon glow
Standing at the crossroads, here at the Sunoco
Here at the Sunoco
Oh-oh
And I'm trying my best, but I can't win
Trying to keep all my secrets in
It's your hand on my chest and the heat of my skin
Brings me right back there again
Doing donuts in the parking lot
Me and my friends, we'll never get caught
6 a.m. and I feel like I'll never
Leave this place alive
I could swear I'm gonna die on my feet
Never come back to these upstate streets
I'm seeing my future and I feel like I'm getting
High off a neon glow
I'm standing at the crossroads
Here at the Sunoco
Ooh-ooh-ooh (I'm standing at the crossroads)
Ooh-ooh, ooh (here at the Sunoco)
