Almost Grown - Jesse Malin

My parents split up in the first grade

My father never did come back

My sister liked John Travolta

But I wanted Billy Jack

Throwing things off of the rooftops

40 buildings all the same

My mother took a job as a waitress

Swimming in the divorce age

When you’re all alone

And you’re all alone

When you’re all alone and you’re almost grown

Me and Holly snuck into night clubs

The politics of punk rock church

We were so idealistic

But somehow only saw the worst

When you’re young and violent sick and silent

Hoping just to be admired

Water seeks its level of pain

And you’re all alone

And you’re all alone

And you’re all alone

And you’re almost grown

Some old friends retired too

But they still laugh about me and you

My mother’s ashes went into the ocean

Scattered on a windy day

She used to like Frank Sinatra

Cigarettes and JFK

Some retired some expired some were meant

To be admired for a moment at a young age

But I don’t care what they say others went and got away

I just want to see her again

When you’re all alone

When you’re all alone

When you’re all alone

You’re almost grown

When you’re all alone and your heart is stone