Lyrics Three Days Grace

Three Days Grace

Expectations

Baby innocent

One day gonna be decadent

Prom queen, Miss America

In the backseat, in a pair of cuffs

16 little runaways

From the 5-0 it got away

From a small town with no scene

Looking for a shot on the big screen

Expectations

Go to hell

Expectations

Go to hell

Not so innocent

On the street hustlin’

Never be Miss America

In the backseat of a stolen car

Crushing deadbeat

Living large on a love seat

In a small town with no scene

Turns out it was nothing but a pipe dream

Expectations

Go to hell

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 and the back lock in the back lot

Threw a shot of Jack back, left with the jackpot

Expectations

Go to hell

(Prom queen, Miss America in the backseat in America)

Expectations

Go to hell

(Never be Miss America in the backseat in America)