C G Am F G F G C Your shirts are pressed G Your words are planned Am Your jeans are ripped F Your skin is tan C G And like the cancer in your hands Am F You plague this town with schemes and plans C G Am F It makes me sick that they can’t see your own predictive irony C G You’re at your peak and that’s just fine Am F You take your moment and I’ll take mine *Chorus* C G Am F I would like to believe the best of me is something I have yet to see F G Because working at dead end jobs and skipping class C Am F G And spending hours on my ass, just doesn’t sound like any fun to me C G I hate to judge but I cant stop Am F Unless you step off your soap box C G Because it’s caving in, and you cant tell Am F You’re busy checking out yourself C G Oh you’re SO deep, your taste is chic Am F But we both know that talk is cheap. C G Am F It matters least the words you shout if you don’t know what’s coming out *Back to Chorus* C G Am F Its senior year and were all down with getting out of this old town C G Am F But your staying back you’d rather stop because at this moment you’re on top C G But years will pass, we’ll all come through Am F And you’ll be right just where we left you C G Am F And we’ll realize you weren’t so cool, and that were all so over high school
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