Wasted Day

Yes, high school is still fresh in my mind...

Let's take an ego trip,
Let's steal Dad's car and drive it
Down memory lane,
We can squeeze through the fence
And hang out where we don't belong
And never will again.

Just a change of clothes and makeup,
A mask that doesn't make sense to me anymore,
But was a survival tool then,
A fight and some demanding rituals,
No one know who made them up,
But who cares?

Playing by the rules, and if you don't do
What's always done, you're crazy
Oh, but we're all different.
Safety pins and spewing out anarchy
That's thirty years old
Oh, but we thought of it.

We were all so scared
Oh, but we already ruled the world
Living at home.
Just one long wasted day,and growing up
Is standing just long enough to say
Hey, I'm stupid.