Expectations -

Baby, innocent, one day gonna be decadent

Prom queen, Miss America, in the back seat in a pair of cuffs

Sixteen, little runaway, running from the five-0, and got away

From the small town with no scene,

Looking for a shot on the big screen

Expectations go to hell

Not so innocent on the on the streets hustling

Never be Miss America in the back seat of a Celica

Crashing with a deadbeat, livin' large on a love seat

In a small town, no scene,

Turns out it was nothing but a pipe dream

Expectations go to hell

Rich girl wannabe, bought a quick pick for the lottery

Watching TV with her boyfriend, fell asleep,

Left the ticket on the nightstand

He stayed awake to see the ball drop,

Turned it way down, she never woke up

Grabbed the keys to her car in the back lot,

Threw a shot of Jack back

Left with the jackpot

Expectations go to hell

Prom Queen Miss America

In the back seat in a pair of cuffs

Expectations go to hell

Never be Miss America

In the back seat in a pair of cuffs