To leave home and leave it all up to me To breathe the different airs through our similar lungs I'm not saying that I'm opposed I'd just rather stay close And grow up into the man I'm supposed to be Being in thirteenth grade is a lot like being thirteen years old It feels like growing old instead of growing apart All our genes we don't choose what stays the same I won't ask it twice I'm too much grown up for those stunts to pull W hen little minds start to grow Being in thirteenth grade is a lot like being thirteen years old I want my innocence back Stay