I return to send the message
In which our parents tried
So very hard to deliver
On the parenting ride
That we gave them
We did not listen
We were to busy
Drinking, Driving, and Kissing
We were just Trying to be cool
But we became fools
We became mom and dad before us
and grandma and grandpa
Wait, they would never do what we do now
The 80's did a work on us didn't it
In defense they say, "Shouldn't it".
I say not, I believe that we are better than that
Wild has came with the title Teenager
One more year, and I wish it weren't
Just a few more breaths
Just a few more deaths
