You take a deep breath and you (C)walk through the doors.

It’s the morn (Em)in’ of your ver y first (C)day.

You say (G)hi to your friends you ain’t (C)seen in a while, try and stay (Em)out of ev ’ry bod y’s way.

It’s your fresh man year and you’re (C)gon na be here for the (Em)next four years in this (C)town.

Hop in’ one of those sen ior boys

will (C)wink at you and say, “You know, I (Em)have n’t seen you a round

be fore.”

’Cause when you’re

fif teen (Em)and some bod y tells you they love you, you’re gon na be lieve them.

And when you’re

fif teen, feel in’ like there’s noth in’ to fig ure out,

well, count to ten, take it in.

This is life be fore you (G)know who you’re gon na be.

You’re fif teen.