(Days, the days, the days, the days, the days, the days)
I grew up and I'm bitter
A zero out of three no
Thought that I'd be quicker
But I'm heading the week for sure
Said that you'd be waiting
And now it's been too long
Been too long
I wish that we could turn back time
Back to all of those nights
When I knew that you were mine
I miss when we were teenage girls in our tomboy t-shirts
When life was good in the worn out sneakers
When we were fine about the complications
Those were the days in the tomboy-shirts
(The days, the days, the days, the days, the days, the days)
I never said I was ready
Ready for what comes ahead
You said that you were with me
I wonder how we did forget
Somethings were forever
And now it's been too long
Been too long
I wish that we could turn back time
Back to all of those nights
When I knew that you were mine
I miss when we were teenage girls in our tomboy t-shirts
When life was good in the worn out sneakers
When we were fine about the complications
Those were the days in the tomboy-shirts
(Days, the days, the days, the days, the days, the days)
Dirt on my jeans
And single old snapback
Floating through the street lights
Holding your hand tight
Dirt on my jeans
And single old snapback
Floating through the street lights
I wish that we could turn back time
Back to all of those nights
When I knew that you were mine
I miss when we were teenage girls in our tomboy t-shirts
When life was good in the worn out sneakers
When we were fine about the complications (ooh)
Those were the days in the tomboy-shirts
(Days, the days, the days, the days, the days, the days)
In the tomboy-shirts
Oh, ooh
In the tomboy-shirts