Dave Melillo - This is 2005 lyrics

rate me

Your shirts are pressed

Your words are planned

Your jeans are ripped

Your skin is tan

And like the cancer in your hands

You've plagued this town with schemes and plans

It makes me sick that they can't see

Your own predictive irony

You're at your peak and that's just fine

You take your moment; I'll take mine

I'd like to believe the best of me

Is something I have yet to see

Cos working at dead-end jobs and skipping class

And spending hours on my ass

Just doesn't sound like any fun to me

I hate to judge, but I can't stop

Unless you step off your soapbox

Cos it's caving in and you can't tell

You're busy checking out yourself

Oh, you're so deep; your taste is sheik

But we both know that talk is cheap

It matters least the words you shout

If you don't know what's coming out

I'd like to believe the best of me

Is something I have yet to see

Cos working at dead-end jobs and skipping class

And spending hours on my ass

Just doesn't sound like any fun to me

It's senior year and we're all down

Of getting out of this old town

You're staying back, you'd rather stop

Cos at this moment you're on top

The years will pass; we'll all come through

And you'll be right just where we left you

You'll realize you weren't so cool

And that we're all so over high school

I'd like to believe the best of me

Is something I have yet to see

Cos working at dead-end jobs and skipping class

And spending hours on my ass

Just doesn't sound like any fun to me