| Sittin' in your best friend’s car
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| Sittin' there with such a worried mind
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| You didn’t mean to go that far
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| You never meant to cross that line
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| Well, he said, «I can’t raise no baby now
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| I ain’t even seventeen»
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| So you let all those tears fall down
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| But it did not change a thing
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| What choice will you make?
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| Whose heart will you break?
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| Whatever you choose, you will wear on your face
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| What choice will you make?
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| Starin' at a million stars
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| Prayin' for a little time
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| Well, this’ll tear your dad apart
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| And sure to make your mama cry
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| And you know they’re gonna blame themselves
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| And say they didn’t raise you right
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| And you’re so afraid to ask for help
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| You don’t know how to save your life
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| What choice will you make?
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| Whose heart will you break?
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| Whatever you choose, you will wear on your face
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| What choice will you make?
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| Sittin' on the edge of town
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| All packed up to run away
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| You’re too young for a wedding gown
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| There’s voices begging you to stay
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| What choice will you make?
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| Whose heart will you break?
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| Whatever you choose, you will wear on your face
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| What choice will you make? |