You're graduating on Thursday
And I'm flying home, you couldn't write it
My friend Mia said
She's not gonna cry though
And I don't believe her

'Cause I would and I did
But I made my bed
And I promised to lie in it
And I don't regret a thing
I just wish that I could say
That they were nicer to me

You put a target on my back
I didn't run, I'm not that fast
You said I was your only friend
So why aren't you crying
Up on that stage

'Cause I would and I did
But I made my bed
And I promised to lie in it
And I don't regret a thing
I just wish that I could say
That they were nicer to me

My friends, my clothes
Didn't you want something new?
Collegе, clean slate
Oh, will you tell thе truth?
Birthdays, backlash
How did I get it wrong?
My friends, my clothes
Didn't you want something new?
College, clean slate
Oh, will you tell the truth?
Birthdays, backlash
How did I get it wrong?
Packed bag, passport
Oh, this is moving on

You're graduating on Thursday
And I don't love you anymore