i used to be a nicoteen,
chain smoking on the beach, with my hair bleached blonde and my eyes lined dark.
dressed up in velveteen; skin like peaches and cream.
riding in boys cars, late night, to the docks.

oh god, my arrogance.
wore it like red lipstick; "maybe it's Maybelline."
all of my happiness came with such indifference,
everything meant nothing to me.
yeah, everything meant nothing to me.

get high and die for the weekend,
pink wine and anti-depressants.
all the boys who hurt me,
well, not even one of them deserved me.
too wild and wide-eyed to make sense,
ride bikes to 7-11.
liquor in my Slurpee.
in my mind, forever, I'll be a nicoteen.

hung out in parking lots,
took turns at taking shots of your brother's rum that you stole off him.
watching the boys turn tricks, pop wheelies and kick-flips
til the girls got bored of being ignored.

oh god, my innocence, wore it like clear chapstick,
bearing it all to see.
all my unhappiness, what was the point of it?
everything meant nothing to me.
yeah, everything meant nothing to me.

get high and die for the weekend,
pink wine and anti-depressants.
all the boys who hurt me,
well, not even one of them deserved me.
too wild and wide-eyed to make sense,
ride bikes to 7-11.
liquor in my Slurpee.
in my mind, forever, I'll be a nicoteen.Stream "Nicoteen" Here:
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i used to be a nicoteen,
chain smoking on the beach, with my hair bleached blonde and my eyes lined dark.
dressed up in velveteen; skin like peaches and cream.
riding in boys cars, late night, to the docks.

oh god, my arrogance.
wore it like red lipstick; "maybe it's Maybelline."
all of my happiness came with such indifference,
everything meant nothing to me.
yeah, everything meant nothing to me.

get high and die for the weekend,
pink wine and anti-depressants.
all the boys who hurt me,
well, not even one of them deserved me.
too wild and wide-eyed to make sense,
ride bikes to 7-11.
liquor in my Slurpee.
in my mind, forever, I'll be a nicoteen.

hung out in parking lots,
took turns at taking shots of your brother's rum that you stole off him.
watching the boys turn tricks, pop wheelies and kick-flips
til the girls got bored of being ignored.

oh god, my innocence, wore it like clear chapstick,
bearing it all to see.
all my unhappiness, what was the point of it?
everything meant nothing to me.
yeah, everything meant nothing to me.

get high and die for the weekend,
pink wine and anti-depressants.
all the boys who hurt me,
well, not even one of them deserved me.
too wild and wide-eyed to make sense,
ride bikes to 7-11.
liquor in my Slurpee.
in my mind, forever, I'll be a nicoteen.