Letter to Me (Live)

If I could write a letter to me and send it back in time to myself at 17

First I'd prove it's me by saying look under your bed

There's a Skoal can and a Playboy no one else would know you hid

And then I'd say I know it's tough when you break up after seven months

And yeah, I know you really liked her, and it just don't seem fair

All I can say is pain like that is fast and it's rare.

And oh, you got so much going for you, going right

But I know at 17, it's hard to see past Friday night

She wasn't right for you

And still you feel like there's a knife sticking out of your back

And you're wondering if you'll survive

You'll make it through this and you'll see

You're still around to write this letter to me.

At the stop sign at Tominson and Eighth

Always stop completely

Don't just tap your brakes

And when you get a date with Bridgett

Make sure the tank is full

On second thought forget it

That one turns out kinda cool

Each and every time you have a fight

Just assume you're wrong and dad is right

And you should really thank Mrs. Brinkman

She spent so much extra time

It's like she sees the diamond underneath

And she's polishing you 'til you shine.

And oh, you got so much going for you, going right

But I know at 17 it's hard to see past Friday night

Tonight's the bonfire rally but you're staying home instead

Because if you fail algebra, mom and dad will kill you dead

Trust me you'll squeak by and get a C

And you're still around to write this letter to me.

You've got so much ahead

You'll make new friends, you should see your kids and wife

And I'd end by saying have no fear

These are nowhere near the best years of your life.

I guess I'll see you in the mirror

When you're a grown man

P.S. go hug Aunt Rita every chance you can.

And oh, you got so much going for you, going right

But I know at 17, it's hard to see past Friday night

I wish you'd study Spanish

I wish you'd take a typing class

I wish you wouldn't worry, let it be

I'd say have a little faith, and you'll see.

If I could write a letter to me, to me...