Trace no it back to when we were kids in your house
Playing in your backyard where you buried your dog
At thirteen we thought we had it all figured out
Just hit twenty-six and it's not getting better
Remember when we used to dream at night?
Now we dream on the job at our nine-to-fives
When it gets cold you put your favorite sweater on
But it breaks your heart cause it used to be your father's
And so did you
And nothing you do
Will you keep you from living in the rearview
You get in your car
You drive real far
You tell yourself
You're gonna try your best next time
But just outside
A voice yells
It's all lies
It's Friday morning and you slept in til noon
Six missed calls are the first thing to greet you
Three from your mom she wants to know if you're fine
But then it hits you
You had an interview at nine
And nothing in sight
Is gonna help you
Turn back time
You get in your car
You cry real hard
You tell yourself
You're gonna try your best next time
A man passes by
He stops and says it will be alright
It will be alright
It's gonna be alright