The Technicolors - Valedictorian

Tell me a story
Write me a letter
Dirty your feet
Pity your pleasure

3 in the morning
Don’t even know it
I’m a million times over but I can’t even show it

There you are, there you are, all alone
Now you see it, now you don’t
Close enough to call your own

Gold star, roll it up, pass it to me
Another valedictorian, valedictorian
Talkin like the
Talkin like the taste of the week
When you’re the valedictorian
Can you see it

Do you believe it? Oh no

There you are, there you are, all alone
Now you see it, now you don’t
Close enough to call your own

Gold star, roll it up, pass it to me
Another valedictorian, valedictorian
Talkin like the
Talkin like the taste of the week
When you’re the valedictorian
Can you see it

Do you believe it? Oh no

Always, onward I’m not your problem
Always, onward I’m not your problem

Gold star, roll it up, pass it to me
Another valedictorian, valedictorian
Talkin like the
Talkin like the taste of the week
When you’re the valedictorian
Can you see it

Gold star, roll it up, pass it to me
Another valedictorian, valedictorian
Talkin like the
Talkin like the taste of the week
When you’re the valedictorian
Can you see it?

Valedictorian
Valedictorian
Valedictorian

Do you believe it? Oh no