Pass it around, Pass it to me
I'll show you what my thoughts compose
I'm so lost in an uncharted sea
I'll let you in on what the rest of us know

17, I can't comprehend any of these things
I can barely speak for myself
17, I don't understand any of these things
I can barely speak what I mean

Don't hurt yourself, in that room isolate
You'll find yourself again one of these days
Time won't stop, no tomorrow will come
You choose your own fate

You're 17, you can't comprehend any of these things
You can barely speak for yourself
You're 17, you don't understnad any of these things
You can barely say what you mean

17, you can do anything