Valedictorian - The Technicolors

Tell me a story

Write me a letter

Dirty your feet

Pity or 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 were

There you are

All alone

Now you see it

Now you don’t

Close enough to call your own

Don’t stop, roll it up, pass it to me

Another valedictorian, valedictorian

Talking like the talking like the taste of the week

When you’re valedictorian, valedictorian

Can you see it?

Can you see it?

Can you s-s-see it?

Can you see it?

Do you believe it?

There you were

There you are

All alone

Now you see it

Now you don’t

Close enough to call your own

(Close enough to call your own)

Don’t stop, roll it up, pass it to me

Another valedictorian, valedictorian

Talking like the talking like the taste of the week

When you’re the valedictorian, valedictorian

Can you see it?

Can you see it?

Can you see it?

Can you s-s-see it?

Can you see it?

Can you see it?

Do you believe it?

Always, onward

I’m not your problem

Always, onward

I’m not your problem

Don’t stop, roll it up, pass it to me

Another valedictorian, valedictorian

Talking like the talking like the taste of the week

When you’re the valedictorian, valedictorian

Don’t stop, roll it up, pass it to me

Another valedictorian, valedictorian

Talking like the talking like the taste of the week

When you’re the valedictorian, valedictorian

Can you s-s-see it?