Violet Lyrics

Please don't take me back to summer when

Barbie said she hated Ken

Abe told me we were better friends

I was certain then I'de never love again

Oh oh

So we grind our teeth in the back seat

And we play the part so well don't we

The sun set over our ragged streets

And we watched from the mines until somebody called the police

Guess I was born with youngest kid syndrome

And I hate the fact that I'm your problem

I just wanna leave

But I know that I can't

We say that were all miserable

And I'll never find the one I wanna grow old with

My brother says I'm a teenage nihilist

And I'm not really sure if he just sold his soul

Or if I'm not being honest anymore

I may be a rebel without a cause

The age where nothing fits

And maybe my youth is already lost

So what if it is

I may be a rebel without a cause

The age where nothing fits

But maybe my youth is already lost

So what if it is

Guess I was born with youngest kid syndrome

It's a Violet Beauregarde situation

I don't need it anymore

No I don't need it anymore

Yeah, I don't need it anymore

So take it from me