A high school afternoon
Seems like we've grown up all too soon
Seems like we've all grown up too soon
When everything begins to change

After the spring break of torture
Summer's gonna be a real scorcher
Seventeen and stuck at home
I hope to God I don't die alone

So cue the band to play our song
The one you've been whistling all along
The end of the song my end our love
So will you save the last dance for me?

And so while the night is young, let's fall in love
Such a golden time to be so young
Such a golden time to be naive
So many years we've been deceived

Cue the band to play our song again
The one you thought was always gone
The end of the song may end our love
So can we kiss before the credits come?

Just another high school afternoon
Seems like we've all grown up too soon