Fifteen

RIFF 1 ----------------- ----------------- ----0------------- ------4-2-3 4---- ---------------1- 3-3-------------- (x3) VERSE 1 Hate your friends cos they're the only ones that make you want to die. And they make their scene the prison queen, they'll never get it right The mirror on the living room wall aint been too kind since you hit grade four. CHORUS But honestly, the last thing he'll say tonight. Just put your things away, you know its just not your time. (RIFF 1) VERSE 2 He's the boy you got and here's the ticket stub that never won a prize. And and there's no hard sell cos he's got a face come straight from a fight. But he answers we he calls and he's under six feet tall. But honestly, the last thing he'll say tonight. Just put your things away, you know its just not your time. (RIFF 1) BRIDGE He's big and dumb like a dagwood dog. His jeans never fit quite right. But there's a razor blade cut. I feel it in your gut takes aint no ready stars and Hate your friends cos they're the only ones that make you want to die. And they make their scene the prison queen, they'll never get it right The ones who shine so bright are made of broke come Friday night. CHORUS But honestly, the last thing he'll say tonight. Just put your things away, you know its just not your BRIDGE He's big and dumb like a dagwood dog. His jeans never fit quite right. But there's a razor blade cut. I feel it in your gut takes aint no ready stars and But honestly, the last thing he'll say tonight. Just put your things away, you know its just not your time. That's the way we're gonna get it right. (RIFF 1)