Seventeen, back when we used to know everything
Hanging at the corner store
We believed we ran the town
We even had our very own couch at the coffee shop
Holding hands on the way to after school marching band
Skipping stones and telling jokes to hide the fact
I wanted you bad
Oh but I never could find the right thing to say
Love could be in vain
Or maybe baby then again
I could change your name
But only if you wanted it
Life would stay the same
Except everything, everything, everything
Would be different
High school halls
Yearbook pictures, trophy walls
Punks, jocks, and preppy kids
Know-it-alls
Prom kings and pregnant girls
Parking lots
This is where we'd swear the world ended
Twenty-six, finding out how little I give a shit
About the catastrophes and dramatics
We had back then
Cause now I only see it when it shows up on the Internet
Jane's got kids, Mark's done three years in a five-to-ten
Hey, looks like you're getting hitched again
Well that makes sense
I hope it works out this time
As for me, I'm doing fine
Love could be in vain
Or maybe baby then again
I could change your name
But only if you wanted it
Life would stay the same
Except everything, everything, everything
Would be different
High school halls
Yearbook pictures, trophy walls
Punks, jocks, and preppy kids
Know-it-alls
Prom kings and pregnant girls
Parking lots
This is where we'd swear the world ended
Well love could be in vain
Or maybe baby then again
I could've changed your name
But you never wanted it
Life would stay the same
Oh but everything, everything, everything
Would be different