Yearbook

歌詞

I've got a homeroom in my heart A lesson plan I should have started once But never did, grade incomplete I've got your yearbook in my head It's filled with words I never said Handwriting legible but none too neat What can I do? Pictures of you Keep making me turn back pages To redefine These moments in time But what does it matter anyway? A Precious Moments figurine Shoplifted porno magazines Each frozen memory tastes bittersweet Just like the night of our fist kiss The fleeting glimpse of future bliss Turned out to be the class that I won't repeat What can I do? Pictures of you Keep making me turn back pages To redefine These moments in time But what does it matter anyway? Each snapshot comes with it's own Caché of conflictin' feelings Four years of public wounds Which probably won't end up healin' Administered by teacher Principal and guidance counselor It almost makes me wish I had the sense to stay the hell out Now what can I do? Pictures of you Keep making me turn back pages To redefine These moments in time But what does it matter anyway? And what can I do? Pictures of you Keep making me turn back pages To redefine These moments in time That I'll probably never understand