This is a song with the same four chords I use most of the time When I've got something on my mind And I don't want to squander the moment Trying to come up with a better way to say what I want to say
People were mean to you But I always thought you were cool Clicking down the concrete hallways With your spiked heels back in high school
It's good to be young, but let's not kid ourselves It's better to pass on through those years And come out the other side with our hearts still beating Having stared down demons and come back breathing
People were mean to you But I always thought you were cool Clicking down the concrete hallways In your spiked heels back in high school
You deserved better than you got Someone's gotta say it sometime 'cause it's true People should have told you you were awesome Instead of taking advantage of you
I hope you love your life now Like I love mine I hope the painful memories only flex their power over you A little of the time
We held onto hope of better days coming And when we did we were right I hope the people who did you wrong Have trouble sleeping at night
People were mean to you But I always thought you were cool Clicking down the concrete hallways In your spiked heels back in high schoolTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
