State Lines Kids
We were just kids
We were just soaking in everything and I didn't know anything
We were just kids
We were just dried up skin underneath the sun and I hadn't met anyone
With a dark sense of humor and reasoning for consequence
And consequently I went for that ride in the passenger seat of your friend's ride
Where I sat there dissecting my thoughts on those days we were fueled by
A constant diet of cheap beer - whatever we could get our hands on
I had my hands on my hips, brilliantly confused
And I fed my mind such a simple little lie:
"You're alright. Yeah you'll be just fine."
We were just kids shaking off consequence