Stealing wiper fluid, what a thrill
I convinced him it’d be fun; I had my fill
But little did I know, the consequences ahead
The police showing up at 2AM, filling me with dread
I was 18 and 5 months pregnant, feeling so ashamed
As they wrote us each a ticket, our fingers were to blame
He was kicked out of my house, the trust was shattered
For a foolish act of rebellion, my heart now tattered
The thrill of the chase, the rush of the night
Blinded by excitement, I didn’t see the light
But now I sit alone, with a baby on the way
Regretting my actions, wishing for a better way
Stealing wiper fluid, a foolish escapade
But now I’ve learned my lesson, the price I have paid
No more seeking thrills, no more getting in trouble
I’ll focus on being a mother and building a life that’s double
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