Good times
That place we used to hang out
That thing we used to do
Was it ever even there
I miss it
I dont know who Im supposed to be
Theres some good days ahead, I think
All my friends have changed
Were all gettin older
That house isnt mine anymore
That bedroom isnt mine anymore
It doesnt feel like that
Look over your shoulder
It feels like were livin in the end times
I cant see past the screen
But then we always were
I dont know what Im doing
All day screen to screen marathon
How do I feel better
The good old days
I wanted to be with you for this
I dont wanna go outside
Its all different
I wanted to be by your side
Youve got your full beams on
Youve got your full beams on
Youre havin a ball
A romance story
Its right there
In RGB
In LCD
In zeros and ones
In five-point-one
How am I supposed to live in the world
When nobody can cope
Well have to find a way to move on
It never felt like that
Do you ever wish you could forget the good times
At least then you wouldnt feel the ache
Its the hottest day on Earth
I just keep starin at that collage