If I could write a letter to me
And send it back in time to myself at 17
First I'd prove it's me by saying look under your bed
There's a shot gun and a letter jacket no one else would know you hid
And then I'd say I know it's tough
When you break up after seven months
And yeah I know you really liked him and it just don't seem fair
All I can say is pain like that is fast and it's rare
And oh you got so much going for you going right
But I know at 17 it's hard to see past Friday night
Sean wasn't right for you
And still you feel like there's a knife sticking out of your back
And you're wondering if you'll survive
You'll make it through this and you'll see
You're still around to write this letter to me
At the stop sign at Country Club and 903,
Always stop completely don't just tap your breaks
And when you get a date with Amie make sure the tank is full
On second thought forget it that one turns out kinda cool
Each and every time you have a fight
Just assume you're wrong and mom is right
And you should really thank Mrs. Hines
She spent so much extra time
It's like she sees the diamond underneath
And she's polishin' you 'til you shine
And oh you got so much going for you going right
But I know at 17 it's hard to see past Friday night
Tonight's the homeocming game
But you're staying home instead because if you fail Algebra
Mom will kill you dead
Trust me you'll squeak by and get a C
And you're still around to write this letter to me
You've got so much up ahead
You'll make new friends
And I'd end by saying have no fear
These are nowhere near the best years of your life
I guess I'll see you in the mirror
When you're a grown man
P.S. go hug Uncle Steve every chance you can
And oh you got so much going for you going right
But I know at 17 it's hard to see past Friday night
I wish you wouldn't worry, let it be
I'd say have a little faith and you'll see
If I could write a letter to me
To me
Friday, August 8, 2008
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