Standard (EADGBE)

Have you ever gone back

 To the things you used to love?

 Old shoes, old friends, old bands, old trends,

 It hurts when you discover that

Nothing's that great,

You had bad taste

It's much too late

 To get back the time you wasted

Teenage boys out having fun,

Trying to pass for 21

I sit back and wonder what it's like

'Cause everyone I know is broken, or broke, or both

And I'm sick of seeing things not turn out right

Because

Nothing's that great,

You had bad taste

It's much too late

To get back the time you wasted

Yeah, yeah, yeah

 And the who's who of the "fuck yous"

 That I've said, when I was young

 I thought I had grown, become mature,

 Now I am sure that I'm as dumb as I ever was,

 And I know this because

Tender hands and a smile

Does not a mother make,

The years she spent teaching you,

Common sense is what it takes

Nothing's that great,

You had bad taste

It's much too late

To get back the time you wasted

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah