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?