New Ways

I grow more obsolete with each passing day
I used to be so bright when I knew how to play
Now I don't understand
I can't comprehend
Nothing makes sense anymore

I don't like the new ways
Bring back the old days
Nothing is good anymore

Now everyone is different but me
And it's not like they said it would be
Warm friends grown cold
My young face so old
Nothing makes sense anymore

I don't like the new ways
Bring back the old days
Because nothing is good
Nothing is fun
Nothing is right anymore

I remember our machines
Birthday parties
Summer dreams
Crystal cities
Companies
All gone now

I don't like the new ways
Bring back the old days
I don't like the new ways
Bring back the old days
I don't like the new ways
Bring back the old days
I don't like the new ways
Bring back the old days
Nothing is fun anymore
I don't like the new ways
Bring back the old days
Nothing is fun anymore
I don't like the new ways
Bring back the old days
Nothing is fun
Nothing is fun
Nothing is good
Nothing is right
Nothing is fun
Nothing is good
Nothing is right