F#5       C#5
Have you ever   

B5             F#5
To the things you used to love?
    C#5 
Old shoes, old friends, old bands, old trends,
F#5            C#5 
It hurts when you discover that
               F#5
Nothing's that great,
You had bad taste
C#5 
It's much too late
F#5                   C#5
To get back the time you wasted
B5 
             F#5   
Teenage boys out having fun,
          C#5
Trying to pass for 21
B5     F#5
I sit back and wonder what it's like
                B5      F#5
'Cause everyone I know is broken, or broke, or both
C#5                    F#5 
And I?m sick of seeing things not turn out right
C#5 
Because
          B5 
Nothing's that great,
F#5 
You had bad taste
C#5 
It's much too late
C#5 F#5           B5
To get back the time you wasted
C#5 
F#5 
Yeah, yeah, yeah
 
B5             Aaug   F#5
And the who's who of the fuck you's
that I said
B5 
When I was young
  C#5                                F#5
I thought I had grown, become more mature,
          C#5              F#5
But now I am sure that I'm as dumb as I ever was
And I know it's because
                   C#5
Tender hands and a smile
Does not a mother make,
F#5                  C#5
The years she spent teaching you
                F#5
Common sense is what it takes
          C#5
Nothing's that great,
        F#5
You had bad taste
It's much too late
C#5         Ab5 F#5
To get back the  time you wasted
            C#5
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
F#5 
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah