Nothing's That Great

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