I wrote my way out When the world turned its back on me I was up against the wall I had no foundation No friends and no family to catch my fall I picked up a pen And wrote my way out (I wrote my way out) I picked up the pen like Hamilton Running on

Pull your little arrows out Stuck me with a sickness Let me live my life Watch out Cupid The one I'd better lead All the blondes are fantasies And we looked at them eleven ways You said, "Look at me". And looked away And you wrote the song I wanna play

In the eye of a hurricane There is quiet For just a moment A yellow sky I couldn’t seem to die I wrote my way out When I was seventeen a hurricane Destroyed my town I didn’t drown

We've gone way too fast for way too long Forgot what I was losing my mind about I only wrote this down to make you press rewind And send a message, "I was young and a menace" Young, young, young and a menace And we were never supposed to make it half

It's the first time Those are honest words Crossed out a lyric, discerned And those are honest words Otherwise I'm told waiting to choke them way down in my throat I rewrote the start, with a stab at the end I blotted out all that I've wrote Rubbed away