Damn You Seventeen

I still smell the smoke I still taste the crowd I still feel the line of love The backseat with the windows halfway down Yeah I still hear pour some sugar on me in the tape deck With both of us singin along and I still hear me saying Baby not yet not yet We talk about our memories Damn girl you put a few on me on me Life pulled on like a limo under the highway after the prom Time ran down like a scoreboard on the last Hail Mary bomb My hearts still stuck at a stop light With you sittin there next to me And the red light wont turn green Yeah it wont turn green damn you seventeen Damn you seventeen I still smell your hair I still taste the salt Mixed with the cherry on your lips Afraid your momma might come home I still see all of your vintage rock n roll t shirts Hangin on your closet door Back when we really didn't know what we were We were We talk about our heartache I still want another replay replay Life pulled on like a limo under the highway after the prom Time ran down like a scoreboard on the last Hail Mary bomb My hearts still stuck at a stop light With you sittin there next to me And the red light wont turn green Yeah it wont turn green damn you seventeen Damn you seventeen Well I wanna call but I bet your numbers changed a couple times A couple times ago but I cant let you go Life pulled on like a limo under the highway after the prom Time ran down like a scoreboard on the last Hail Mary bomb My hearts still stuck at a stop light With you sittin there next to me And the red light wont turn green No it wont turn green damn you seventeen Damn you seventeen damn you seventeen I wanna call you damn you seventeen