Have you ever gone back to the things you used to love

Old shoes, old friends, old bands, old trends

It hurts when you discover that

*Nothing’s that great, you had bad taste, and it’s much too late

To get back the time you wasted

Teenage boys out having fun, trying to pass for 21

I sit back and wonder what it’s like

Cause everyone I know’s broken or broke or both

And I’m sick of seeing things not turn out right

*Because Nothing’s that great, you had bad taste, and it’s much too late

To get back the time you wasted

**And the who’s who of the “fuck-yous” that I said when I was young

I thought I had grown, become more mature, but now I am sure

That I’m as dumb as I ever was, and I know this because

Tender hands, and a smile, does not a mother make

The years she spent teaching you common sense is what it takes

*Nothing’s that great,  you had bad taste, and it’s much too late

To get back the time you wasted

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