Edge of 17 - Psyche

You were the edge of seventeen

When you first came on the scene

Whips and chains still hiding in the closet

You’re gonna use that dirty talk

And destroy them with your walk

Knock them out before they know it

You play your games but it’s all the same

There ain’t no one that can hold your reigns

You’ll be going down

On the edge of seventeen

Now you’re the cat who’s got the cream

Living off of all those dreams

And there’s nothing you would do to stop it

I can see you going down

Like you’re buying up the town

Beauty pays and you show you know it

You play your games but it’s all the same

There ain’t no one that can hold your reigns