Tekster: The Friday Night Boys. High School.

Well, from the waist down, you don't turn around
Your body takes turns like the words, like the words
That are falling from my mouth
My jaw dropped down, my mind, it starts spinning
Starts spinning around all over again

I'd let you go, go do whatever, ever
I want you close but your heart says no

Well, this feels like high school but nothing's new
Every other boy tries talking to you
I guess graduating changes nothing at all

Well, from the neck up there's not much to say
I know I could do better, could do better anyway
But when I'm waking up here next to you
I'll be thinking to myself
What the hell, what the hell did I do

I'd let you go, go do whatever, ever
I want you close but your heart says no

This feels like high school but nothing's new
Every other boy tries talking to you
I guess graduating changes nothing at all

So high school all over again
Girls trick boys into thinking they like them
I guess graduating changes nothing at all

Well, I got over you at last
But baby, I get the last laugh
Where you going? Where you going?
No one cares to know

Well, it feels like high school but nothing's new
Every other boy tries talking to you
I guess graduating changes nothing at all

Well, it feels like high school all over again
So girls trick boys into thinking they like them
I guess graduating changes nothing at all
Nothing at all

Well, it feels like high school but nothing's new
Nothing at all
High school's over