Remember back at Ryder High
  Wishing on stars in the Texas sky
  I got your name tattooed
                  Across my heart how could we lose

  Back in black when we were hand in hand
   Two young kids like Jack and Diane
           Falling at the speed of light
            Burning up never felt so right

                                     So why I don't miss you
                                        Tell me what am I supposed to do
                                                After all the [bad word] that we've been through
                     I can't feel a thing
                              Maybe I was too high
                                       Maybe I just sobered up too soon
                                                You're still on the dark side of the moon
                                     And always on my mind
                                         So why don't I miss you

 So many nights we drove around
  King and queen of the whole [bad word] town
             Voted most likely to succeed
              We were everybody's meant to be

  Burned out plans to take over the world
          Did I [bad word] it up, or did we just get bored
         Kept losing at the same old game
                   We had our 15 minutes of fame

         We took it all the way
                                You can't say we didn't try

                                    So why I don't miss you
                                        Tell me what am I supposed to do
                                                After all the [bad word] that we've been through
                     I can't feel a thing
                              Maybe I was too high
                                       Maybe I just sobered up too soon
                                                You're still on the dark side of the moon
                                          And you are always on my mind
                                         So why don't I miss you

                    Why don't I miss the way you laugh at everything I say
            Your mom's apple pie always blew me away
       It's funny how I always write the same old song
                                                           I wonder if you ever sing along with me
                              Sing along with me

                                                    
 
                                    So why I don't miss you
                                        Tell me what am I supposed to do
                                                After all the [bad word] that we've been through
                     I can't feel a thing
                              Maybe I was too high
                                       Maybe I just sobered up too soon
                                                You're still on the dark side of the moon
                                          And you are always on my mind
                                         So why don't I miss you