He's still driving that 1970 hand-me-down truck

And he's still wearing that red and black jersey, just waiting for the band to start up

He's still showing up twenty late, finding hearts and rules to break

Why would he wanna change when

Every memory still bows to him?

But this ain't high school

Where all you care about is if the pretty cheerleader thinks you're cool,

See her Friday, take her out after the football game

'Cause it's five years later and you can't get off of the elevator

That's going up, 'cause you're growing up

And the world gets cruel when you're still living in high school

He's still calling that first love, first time, pretty-eyed blonde

And she's still letting it ring 'cause his ring isn't what she wants

'Cause she traded in prom queen for a big city dream

And a slate that's clean, but

Your heart just don't get it and that's why you can't forget it

'Cause you're living like you're seventeen

But this ain't high school

Where all you care about is if the pretty cheerleader thinks you're cool,

See her Friday, take her out after the football game

'Cause it's five years later and you can't get off of the elevator

That's going up, 'cause you're growing up

And the world gets cruel when...

You're still living in the hallways

Where everybody stopped and stared

And cared and knew your name

But this is the real world that don't know you like that

You can remember but you can't go back

To high school

Where all you care about is if the pretty cheerleader thinks you're cool,

See her Friday when you take her out after the football game

'Cause it's five years later and you can't get off of the elevator

That's going up, 'cause you're growing up

And the world gets cruel when you're still living in high school

When you're still living in...

Five years later

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