Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song High School, artist - Q. Date of issue: 29.09.2016
Song language: English
High School |
| He’s still driving that 1970 hand-me-down truck |
| And he’s still wearing that red and black jersey |
| 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 |
| Cause 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 |
| Oh yeah, oh yeah |
| He’s still calling that first love, first time |
| And he hates he said goodbye, she went on with her life |
| He’s still driving the same old back roads |
| Wondering when he got so old |
| Where did his life go? |
| Oh, but he knows |
| Oh, he knows |
| Yeah, he knows |
| That this ain’t high school, oh, woah |
| And he’s still driving that 1970 hand-me-down truck |
| And he’s stuck in high school |
| But this ain’t high school |