Oh my God, yeah I can hardly sleep
I'm in my head thinking bout everyone but me
And the silence isn't as quiet as, as it was before
I got my own place I still need room to breathe
Can we go back, back, back in your car - sing both of our lungs out?
Not worry about how we would drift apart or how it ends
I still hear you laugh, laugh, laugh in my arms listening to Miserable At Best
Never thinking we would never be eighteen again
And all my friends have jobs that they can't stand
And they ask me for advice like I have the upperhand
But I just wish it would be like, like it was before
When it was all of us
Not me and them
Can we go back, back, back in your car - sing both of our lungs out?
Not worry about how we would drift apart or how it ends
I still hear us laugh, laugh, laugh at the bar toasting to some friends that we just met
Never thinking we would never be eighteen again
Remember when it felt like this was all a dream
And we weren't impossible to reach?
Well, I hope that you're smiling