We will be first
Crippled but kind, and marginalized
Way out of whack this age has been sold for scraps
Take it! Take - you know what you're lacking
We really want to be thankful
It could rain and it could hail
We'd still be young and stoked to fail
"Courting" is so antiquated
We all know what we want
So she covers her eyes
His hands on her thighs
Well trained for this
"You're gorgeous," he says
And lays back on the bed
The script is in her head
What is young? Fourteen was fun
It's time we act our age
"Count your blessings!" he was told by his father
He was hunter, he'd been trained by his brothers
She was actually just like his mother
Oh, wait on me! A girl can dream
Wait and see, a girl
Count your blessings, rain and hail
Lost misguided souls for sale.
But who's buying?