Thirteen Lyrics by Charlie Hickey
Chalk four square boards on the concrete
Draw on our jeans with a Sharpie
Making dirty jokes acting like we know what they mean
Danny showed me his dad’s gun and drank on the roof when I was thirteen
And I sat and watched him playing Call Of Duty
And I felt small
I didn’t know what to think
I grew up and you didn’t
I guess that it’s fucked up to feel like I’m winning
Now you wanna catch up
You’ve gotta be fucking kidding
You asked if you could spend the night
Every time your dad would get angry
Four years older than me, that’s a lifetime when you’re thirteen
You told me you paid somebody to fuck you
I thought that’s what everyone was doing
You said it was whiny every time I put on music
What did you want
What did you want with me
I grew up and you didn’t
I guess that it’s fucked up to feel like I’m winning
Now you wanna catch up
You’ve gotta be fucking kidding
You said things haven’t been so great
You spent a little time away
Your hands were shaking from new medications
I grew up and you didn’t
I guess that it’s fucked up to feel like I’m winning
Now you wanna catch up
You’ve gotta be fucking kidding
I grew up and you didn’t
I guess that it’s fucked up to feel like I’m winning
I’m so much bigger now
Sorry, I’m busy this weekend