Brooklyn. A skyline. A rooftop. A cold night in January Goddamn I've missed my friends. Chain smoke and and talk shit We'll suck down bottles of cheap Champagne Goddamn I've... I've missed my friends Sometimes when I'm alone I think of all the damage that we've done When we were young and unafraid Sometimes being all right means We're not as fucked up as we used to be Somehow I knew we'll be alright No matter how fucked up we used to be We had our West Coast nights our Cheap red wine our pockets full of white We carried what we thought were broken hearts But the time marched on and we did too It's a shame we grew apart But maybe that's why it feels so good to see you now Sometimes when I'm alone I sit and think of the damage that we've done When we were young and unimpressed Sometimes being all right means We're not as fucked up as we used to be You know somehow I knew we'll be alright No matter how fucked up we used to be Used to be Of all the gin joints in the world What are you doing here what am I doing here What am I doing here? Of all the rooftops in the world I see you here Sometimes being all right means We're not as fucked up as we used to be You know somehow I knew we'll be alright No matter how fucked up we used to be Sometimes being all right We're not as fucked up as we used to be Used to be