Was I Ever 13

Was I ever 13, living in my parent's house? My father drank to wash away his pain While my mother paced around the bedroom floor Was I ever 15 and dreaming of the things I'd do My brother lived for huffing gasoline And my mother would pray until her hands were blue That it was not true Was I ever 13? Was I ever 13? Was I? Was I? Was I? Was I ever 16 thinking I'd be beautiful? The boys were meticulously mean And I didn't have the where with all to find my truth Was I ever 17 hoping for a tender kiss? But they were never meant for girls like me I'd lie in bed and dream about the love I'd miss Was I ever 13? Was I ever 13? Was I? Was I? Was I? Was I ever 18 running through the burning woods? Living out my immortality and lying to myself about the world I knew Was I ever 19 driving 'round with one headlight? Looking for the happiness I'd seen in a movie somewhere on a Friday night On a Friday night Was I ever 13? Was I ever 13? Was I? Was I? Was I? Was I ever 13? Was I ever 13? Was I? Was I? Was I? Was I ever 13? Was I ever 13? Was I? Was I? Was I? Was I ever 13? Was I ever 13?