In Between - Kelsea Ballerini

In between, just a fling and a ring

In between, an apartment and a front porch swing

In between, cheap and fancy, a guitar and a Grammy

In between, reckless and responsibility

Sometimes, I’m my mother’s daughter

Sometimes, I’m her friend

Sometimes, I play grown up

And sometimes, I play pretend

Sometimes I’m a princess dressed all ribbons and all curls

And sometimes I just wanna scream «I'm not a little girl»

I’m dumb enough to think I know it all

Smart enough to know I don’t

Young enough to think I’ll live forever

Old enough to know I won’t

In between

In between beer in a basement

In a Napa Valley vacation

In between, hometown and a neon city

In between, underestimated and overexpectated

Who I was and who I’m gonna be

'Cause sometimes, I’m my mother’s daughter

Sometimes, I’m her friend

Sometimes, I play grown up

And sometimes, I play pretend

Sometimes I’m a princess dressed all ribbons and all curls

And sometimes I just wanna scream «I'm not a little girl»

I’m dumb enough to think I know it all

Smart enough to know I don’t

Young enough to think I’ll live forever

Old enough to know I won’t

I know I won’t

I’m half head up in the clouds

Half feet down on the ground

'Cause it ain’t that simple

As a number, sitting on a page

When they say «act your age»

But you’re stuck there in the middle

Sometimes, I’m my mother’s daughter

Sometimes, I’m her friend

Sometimes, I play grown up

And sometimes, I play pretend

Sometimes I’m a princess dressed all ribbons and all curls

And sometimes I just wanna scream «I'm not a little girl»

I’m dumb enough to think I know it all

Smart enough to know I don’t

Young enough to think I’ll live forever

Old enough to know I won’t

In the in between, yeah

In the in between

(Hey sweet pea, it’s mama

Just wanna let you know that I love you, think about you

And missing you while you’re on the road

Can’t wait to see you when you get back)