Fifteen Lyrics - You Am I

Hate your friends 'cos they're the only ones 

That make you want to die 

And they make their scene 

The priss and preen, they'll never get it right 

The mirror on the living room wall 

Ain't been too kind since you hit grade four 

But honestly the last thing he'll say tonight 

Just put your things away 

You know it's just not your time 

He's the boy you got 

He's the ticket stub that never won a prize 

And and there's no hard sell 'cos he's got a face 

Came straight from a fight 

But he answers [unverified] calls 

And he's under six feet tall 

But honestly the last thing he'll say tonight 

Just put your things away 

You know it's just not your time 

He's big and dumb like a dagwood dog 

His jeans never fit quite right 

But there's a razor blade cut 

And a feeling in your gut that says 

There ain't no way to disguise it 

Hate your friends 'cos they're the only ones 

That make you want to die 

And they make their scene 

The priss and preen, they'll never get it right 

The ones who shine so bright 

Are made or broke come Friday night 

But honestly the last thing he'll say tonight 

Just put your things away 

You know it's just not your 

He's big and dumb like a dagwood dog 

His jeans never fit quite right 

But there's a razor blade cut 

And a feeling in your gut that says 

There ain't no way to disguise it 

But honestly the last thing he'll say tonight 

Just put your things away 

You know it's just not your time 

That's the way we're gonna get it right