Class of ’97

How much more could you ask for?
It's been three years and some change and you're on your way
But only assholes want to fall in love
We spent four in that shithole and nostalgia remains
How about me?
I feel nothing at all
I feel nothing at all
And all that's real is really far off
I don't want to want her
I just want the chance to see
Because all of my dreams mean shit to others
I want to go back and fix what's wrong with me
Life has a way of f**king you up just by being there
I want to start it over again
Time stands still while you think of the ones that have forgotten you
I want to start it over
I want to start it over
Because all of my dreams mean shit to others
I want to start it over again
So, tell me how you are...