NOSTALGIA LIES [Verse 1] I swear those days were always June, Just riding bikes till it got late. No place to be, no clock to watch, No reason not to sleep till eight. Except the bus at half past six, And homework due the following day. I spent those years in history class And wished my whole damn youth away. [Pre-Chorus] I tell it better than it went, Forget how half those days were spent. [Chorus] Nostalgia lies, And I sing along. I know every word, Still get the story wrong. Nostalgia lies, I leave the bad parts out, Then wish that I could live The life I talk about. [Verse 2] I’d wax that Chevy till it shone, Then take the long way into town. One elbow hanging out the door, The eight-track up, the windows down. I tend to skip the Saturdays I spent beneath it on my back. My friends would call to ask me out; I’d ask if they could bring a jack. [Pre-Chorus] I tell it better than it went, Forget how half those days were spent. [Chorus] Nostalgia lies, And I sing along. I know every word, Still get the story wrong. Nostalgia lies, I leave the bad parts out, Then wish that I could live The life I talk about. [Verse 3] The girls would smile across the hall; I fell in love three times a week. I’d spend all day rehearsing lines, Then stand beside them, scared to speak. I bought one fries beside the swings; She leaned in close so I could hear: “My boyfriend’s here to take me home.” That part gets smaller every year. [Bridge] Back then a year took half my life; I thought those weeks would never end. Now I’d sit through that Monday class To have that much time left to spend. [Final Chorus] Nostalgia lies, And I sing along. I know every word, Still get the story wrong. Nostalgia lies, I leave the bad parts out, Then wish that I could live The life I talk about.
