Do you remember back when you were
just thirteen years old?
Smoking cigarettes, out in the park,
with all the cool kids.

O, delusions bear themselves out,
make you feel better.
Please admit this: all that you wanted
never really happened.

But it was just like you were there,
it was just like you were there.

And those girlfriends you used to own,
did they come through?
So-called best friends you used to have,
did they come through?

O, delusions bear themselves out,
make you feel better.
Please admit this: all things considered
life's not like recess.

But it was just like you were glad
it was just like you were glad
And it was just like you were glad
and it was just like you were glad.