To leave home and leave it all up to me   To breathe the different airs through our similar lungs   I'm not saying that I'm opposed   I'd just rather stay close   and grow up into the man I'm supposed to be       Being in thirteenth grade is a lot like being thirteen years old       It feels like growing old instead of growing apart   All our genes we don't choose what stays the same   I won't ask it twice I'm too much grown up for those stunts to pull    W hen little minds start to grow      Being in thirteenth grade is a lot like being thirteen years old   I want my innocence back      Stay