minor - Gracie Abrams

Hit me 310

And I’ll be home at some point

Past sundown, because traffic

You already know that, oh

I’ll put on a show

If you just come over

I’m sorry your house is in Glendale

Or somewhere far

I would drive all night to get to you

But my curfew is early and mom’s up at home

I would run for miles to get to you

But you gotta understand, I can’t 'cause

M-I-N-O-R

I’m minorly stuck

And it’s not your fault

Just how things are

M-I-N-O-R

I’m all out of luck

I’m minorly stuck, oh

Hit me 310

We’ll meet by the freeway

It’s shady, but better than nothing

Oh, take my word

I grew up not far, but never been down here

At this time

Your house is in Glendale

Or somewhere far

I would drive all night to get to you

But my curfew is early and dad’s at the door

I would run for miles to get to you

But you gotta understand, I can’t 'cause

M-I-N-O-R

I’m minorly stuck

And it’s not your fault

Just how things are

M-I-N-O-R

I’m all out of luck

I’m minorly stuck

M-I-N-O-R

I’m minorly stuck

And it’s not your fault

Just how things are

M-I-N-O-R

I’m all out of luck

I’m minorly stuck