Lines form on my face and hands   Lines form from the ups and downs   I'm in the middle without any plans   I'm a boy, and I'm a man      I'm eighteen, and I don't know what I want   Eighteen, I just don't know what I want   Eighteen, I've gotta get away   I gotta get out of this place   I'll go running in outer space, oh yeah      I've got a baby's brain and an old man's heart   Took eighteen years to get this far   Don't always know what I'm talkin' about   Feels like I'm livin' in the middle of doubt      Cause I'm eighteen, I get confused every day   Eighteen, I just don't know what I say   Eighteen, I've gotta get away      Lines form on my face and my hands   Lines form to the left and right   I'm in the middle, the middle of life   I'm a boy, and I'm a man   I'm eighteen, and I like it   Whoa, I like it   Yeah, I like it, love it, like it, love it   Eighteen, eighteen, eighteen, eighteen, and I like it