Album: 5th Gear
Year: 2007
If I could write a letter to me
And send it back in time to myself at 17
First Id prove its me by saying look under your bed
Theres a Skoal can and a Playboy no one else would know you hid
And then Id say I know its tough
When you break up after seven months
And yeah I know you really liked her and it just dont seem fair
All I can say is pain like that is fast and its rare
And oh you got so much going for you going right
But I know at 17 its hard to see past Friday night
She wasnt right for you
And still you feel like theres a knife sticking out of your back
And youre wondering if youll survive
Youll make it through this and youll see
Youre still around to write this letter to me
At the stop sign at Tomlinson and Eighth
Always stop pletely dont just tap your breaks
And when you get a date with Bridgett make sure the tank is full
On second thought forget it that one turns out kinda cool
Each and every time you have a fight
Just assume youre wrong and dad is right
And you really should thank Mrs。 Brinkman
She spent so much extra time
Its like she sees the diamond underneath
And shes just polishin you til you shine
And oh you got so much going for you going right
But I know at 17 its hard to see past Friday night
Tonights the bonfire rally
But youre staying home instead because if you fail Algebra
Mom and dad will kill you dead
Trust me youll squeak by and get a C