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