Got a letter
An invitation
The date is here
And it's been ten years now
And it's time
For a reunion

Why would I spend more time
With people that I hate?
Couldn't wait to leave
Behind
Would we dance, make a toast
As you boast about the things
That you haven't done?
Oh joy, what thrills
What fun, fun

Down the hallways
I still remember
The things you said
And I hang my head low
And I try
Not to feel

So why would I spend more time
With people that I hate?
Couldn't wait to leave
Behind
Would we dance, make a toast
As you boast about the things
That you haven't done?
Oh joy, what thrills
What fun, fun

Beautiful you were
Popular in school
So cool, so cool
Beautiful you were
Popular in school
So cool, so cruel

Beautiful you were
Popular in school
So cool, so cool
Beautiful you were
Popular in school
So cool, so cool

Beautiful you were
Popular in school
So cool, so cruel

Honestly, I can't remember (teen dreams)
All my teenage feelings, and their meanings
They seem too see-through to be true
All the who's are there
But the why's (but the why's, the why's) are unclear (are unclear)
Picture this
A long-awaited sickening kiss
So, how does it feel (explain) to know (how)
You've rewritten history? (These things change)
Despite the complicated beginning to all of this
Honestly?