Fifteen — текст песни (You Am I)

Hate your friends
Cos they`re the only ones that make you want to die
And they make their scene the priss and preen
They`ll never get it right
The mirror on the living room wall
Aint been too kind since you hit grade four
But honestly, the last thing he`ll say tonight
Just put your things away, you know its just not your time

He`s the boy you got
He`s the ticket stub that never won a prize
And and there`s no hard sell cos he`s got a face
Came straight from a fight

But he answers we he calls
And he`s under six feet tall
But honestly, the last thing he`ll say tonight
Just put your things away, you know its just not your time

He`s big and dumb like a dagwood dog
He`s jeans never fit quite right
But there`s a razor blade cut
And a feeling in your gut that says
There aint no way to disguise it

Hate your friends
Cos they`re the only ones that make you want to die
And they make their scene the priss and preen
They`ll never get it right

The ones who shine so bright
Are made or broke come Friday night
But honestly, the last thing he`ll say tonight
Just put your things away, you know its just not your

He`s big and dumb like a dagwood dog
He`s jeans never fit quite right
But there`s a razor blade cut
And a feeling in your gut that says
There aint no way to disguise it

But honestly, the last thing he`ll say tonight
Just put your things away, you know its just not your time
That`s the way, we`re gonna get it right