After 17

: | C | F | C | G | C | F | C | G | Her Cright hand closed the Gfront porch door, F suddenly a Gchild no more C All the ribbons Gall the bows in a Fbox now on her Gcloset floor Am Anxious for Gwhat's to come, a-Ffraid to leave a Gplace she loves Am She's not a woman, G not a girl Ftryin' to find her place in this Gcrazy world Am Meet a lover G make a friend, Ftry and figure out what Gthis life really means Inst.: | D | D | F | G After 17 | C | F | C | G | C Broken hearts and Grusted dreams, F sometimes make it Ghard to leave and C Certainty is Gout of reach F even with some Gself belief So she Am bites her lip and Gshows a smile, Fflips her hair and Gflaunts her style Am Shes not a woman G not a girl Ftryin' to find her place in this Gcrazy world Am Meet a lover, G make a friend, Ftry and figure out what Gthis life really means Inst.: | D | D | F | G After 17 | C | F | C | G | | C | F | C | G | D | D | F | G | Her Cmemories she Gstowed away, F pulls them out on Grainy days And C brand new faces Gtake their place be-Fside the ones that Gnever fade She's Am strong and fragile, Gweak and smart, what-Fever the cost she Gplays the part Am Shes not a woman G not a girl Ftryin' to find her place in this Gcrazy world Am Meet a lover, G make a friend, Ftry and figure out what Gthis life really means Inst.: | D | D | F | G After 17 | C | F | C | G | | C | F | C | G | D | D | F | G |- Her Cright hand closed the Gfront porch door, and Fsuddenly a Gchild no more C