Kids - Sam Williams, Keith Urban

There’s a lot of cold money in this town

A lot of pretty girls still heartbroken over boys who go to college 'cause

there’s nothin' to do

But sleep, drink, cheat, and wear boat shoes

There’s a lot of big houses with empty rooms

Keys under the mat to sneak back in and stumble through the kitchen,

get sick on the floor

Pass out on the couch, and don’t wake up 'till four

I’m tired of gettin' high to fight what’s gotten me down

I’m a liar if I say it gets better if you stick around

It never gets better if you stick around

W’re just kids

Too cool to grow up

Too dumb to stay young

We’re just kids

Alon in the crowd

Too in to get out

Deep down, we’re just kids

There’s a lot of fake pictures on the highlight reel

Lot of fake love to make you feel

Like you better than the others, or at least as good

But underneath it all, you’re just as misunderstood

It’s pathetic

Washin' off the makeup no one wants to wear

So ironic

We wanna feel connected, so we pretend to care

'Cause we’re so freaked out when nobody’s there

We’re just kids

Too cool to grow up

Too dumb to stay young

We’re just kids

Alone in the crowd

Too in to get out

Deep down, we’re just kids

Too cool to grow up

Too dumb to stay young

We’re just kids

Alone in the crowd

Too in to get out

Deep down, we’re just kids

We’re just kids

There’s a lot of cold money in this town

A lot of pretty girls still heartbroken over boys who go to college 'cause

there’s nothin' to do

But sleep, drink, cheat, and stayin' lit like a fuse

We’re just kids

Too cool to grow up

Too dumb to stay young

We’re just kids

Alone in the crowd

Too in to get out

Deep down, we’re just kids