Ataris - Fast times at dropout high

^FAlone at last. ^Dmjust Nostalgia and I ^Bbwe were ^Csure to have a ^Fblast. ^Ffor you it was ^Dmjust another sunday ^Bbin a ^Csmall indiana ^Ftown.

^AI went ^Bbby the place where ^Fyou and I wrote our ^Cnames in wet ^Acement and for a ^Bbmoment remembered ^Fhow it felt to have ^Cno one underst^Bband that there's this ^Cdream ^Aand they're not ^Dpa^Crt of it. ^Bbhow ^Csoon we do for^Fget.

^Fthe house was gone ^Dmbut the piano lingers o^Bbn and so does the ^Cfire that ^Fburned it to the ground. ^Fyou can take away ^Dmall of my rights to see the d^Bbay but you can't take ^Caway my love for the day.

^Dmthen there's the time^F that you took me aside ^Bband said I was not your only ^Fson, childhood is so fucked up. ^DmI never had ^Fany closer friends ^Bbthan the ones I had when ^FI was young, alone again ^Bbjust you and ^Ci. ^ANostalgia ^Dwave good^Cbye. I think it's time for me to go.