I've been up spending every late night in my car
Listening to all these sad songs
I know it sounds weird but they're helping me
Move past all these things running through my head
I'll blame the Midwest and sleepy eyes
I'm not where I should be
I'm not what I could be
But I'm not who I was
Nostalgia gets the best of me
When I wake up it's the same day
It fucks me up
And makes me miss who I used to be
All I have are thoughts of me from back when I was eighteen
And my bony knees
Don't want it to be like my teenage years
I was naive and weak back then
Without much trouble on my shoulders
If I don't break,
I won't know how to put myself back together
Nostalgia gets the best of me
When I wake up it's the same day
It fucks me up
And makes me miss who I used to be
All I have are thoughts of me from back when I was eighteen
And my bony knees
If you never break, you'll never know how
If you never break, you'll never know
If you never break,
You'll never know how to put yourself back together
Nostalgia gets the best of me
When I wake up it's the same day
It fucks me up
And makes me miss who I used to be
All I have are thoughts of me from back when I was eighteen
And my bony knees