Have you ever gone back To the things you used to love? Old shoes, old friends, old band, old trends. It hurts when you discover that Nothing's that great. You had bad taste And it's much too late To get back the time you wasted. Teenage boys out having fun Trying to pass for 21. I sit back and wonder what it's like 'Cause everyone I know is broken Or broke or both, And I'm sick of seeing things not turn out right. Because Nothing's that great. You had bad taste And it's much too late To get back the time you wasted. Yeaaaaah yeaaaaah yeah And the who's who of the fuck you said I said When I was young I thought I had grown, Becoming mature, but now I am sure That I'm as dumb as I ever was. And I know this because Tender hands and a smile Does not a mother make. The years she spends teach-ing you common sense Is what it takes. Nothing's that great. You had bad taste And it's much too late To get back the time you wasted. Yeaaaaah yeaaaaah yeah Yeaaaaah yeaaaaah yeah Yeaaaaah yeaaaaah yeah Yeaaaaah yeaaaaah yeah