Still as good at math as I've ever been But I can't seem to subtract this mess I'm in I'm running out of clean shirts to cover my back My jeans are getting too tight, I need more slack We passed honesty ten miles back We lost more modesty than what we lacked Seventeen and I still get by like my first time Seventeen and I still get high like my first time Seventeen and I still get by like my first time Seventeen and I still get high like my first time Still as good with words as I've ever been But I can't talk myself out of this mess I'm in I'd give the shirt off my back to conform again But my stage fright won't allow me to perform with them We passed honesty ten miles back We lost more modesty than what we lacked Seventeen and I still get by like my first time Seventeen and I still get high like my first time Seventeen and I still get by like my first time Seventeen and I still get high like my first time Talking about girls and thinking about money Addicted to the sound of my wheels as I skate across the pavement Driving way too fast with Austin and Max Singing at the top of my lungs That's what I see when I look back on Seventeen and I still get by like my first time Seventeen and I still get high like my first time Seventeen and I still get by like my first time Seventeen and I still get high like my first time 20 something and I still get high like my first time