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In Between

Ballerini, Kelsea
In between, just a fling and a ring
In between, an apartment and a front porch swing
In between, cheap and fancy, a guitar and a Grammy
In between, reckless and responsibility

Sometimes, I'm my mother's daughter
Sometimes, I'm her friend
Sometimes, I play grown up
And sometimes, I play pretend
Sometimes I'm a princess dressed all ribbons and all curls
And sometimes I just wanna scream "I'm not a little girl"
I'm dumb enough to think I know it all
Smart enough to know I don't
Young enough to think I'll live forever
Old enough to know I won't
In between

In between beer in a basement
In a Napa Valley vacation
In between, hometown and a neon city
In between, underestimated and overexpectated
Who I was and who I'm gonna be

'Cause sometimes, I'm my mother's daughter
Sometimes, I'm her friend
Sometimes, I play grown up
And sometimes, I play pretend
Sometimes I'm a princess dressed all ribbons and all curls
And sometimes I just wanna scream "I'm not a little girl"
I'm dumb enough to think I know it all
Smart enough to know I don't
Young enough to think I'll live forever
Old enough to know I won't
I know I won't

I'm half head up in the clouds
Half feet down on the ground
'Cause it ain't that simple
As a number, sitting on a page
When they say "act your age"
But you're stuck there in the middle

Sometimes, I'm my mother's daughter
Sometimes, I'm her friend
Sometimes, I play grown up
And sometimes, I play pretend
Sometimes I'm a princess dressed all ribbons and all curls
And sometimes I just wanna scream "I'm not a little girl"
I'm dumb enough to think I know it all
Smart enough to know I don't
Young enough to think I'll live forever
Old enough to know I won't
In the in between, yeah
In the in between

(Hey sweet pea, it's mama
Just wanna let you know that I love you, think about you
And missing you while you're on the road
Can't wait to see you when you get back)