Good times
That place we used to hang out
That thing we used to do
Was it ever even there?
I miss it
I don't know who I'm supposed to be
There's some good days ahead, I think
All my friends have changed
(We're all gettin' older)
That house isn't mine anymore
That bedroom isn't mine anymore
It doesn't feel like that
(Look over your shoulder)
(It feels like we're livin' in the end times)
I can't see past the screen
(But then, we always were)
I don't know what I'm doing
(All day screen-to-screen marathon)
How do I feel better?
(The good old days)
I wanted to be with you for this