she brings me back home in the middle of the day
i don't think I should be here
she says i promise we're alone, daddy's not coming home
we can really be free here
my back against the wall, tearing buttons with her teeth
she reaches the border
there's no going back, it's got a mind of its own
do i hear a car in the driveway
you know she's had me waiting
had me anticipating
i've waited my whole childhood
for this
the radio's on and she's singing along
she's bobbing for apples
i look at the window, look at the closet door
there's nowhere to hide me
i hear the old man's voice, see the old man's face
see his look of confusion
then i'm down on the floor and i don't care anymore
she smells like cinamon candy
you know she's had me waiting
had me anticipating
i've waited my whole childhood
for this
you can't beat sixteen
and being kindof green
i wouldn't trade it for nothing
she was my first
sortof gave me a thirst
she still lives down the hall
