How it was when we were just kids Looking back On the past Yeah those were the days we thought we'd never lose But that's what memories are made of And we missed Wasn’t much but it's we had Cheap boat six pack of something light

Yeah, it's hard when you're young And almost fought your father when he pushed me in the yard And all those nights we snuck out, like to meet up at the bar Don't worry, my love, we're learning to love But it's hard when you're young We both know I go too

Sometimes it seems like lately, I just don't know The bad things in life were so few Sometimes I get to feelin' I was back in the old days, long ago When we were kids, when we were young Things seemed so perfect, you know? The days were endless, we were

We are the kids from yesterday When we were young we used to say That you only hear the music when your heart begins to break Now we are the kids from yesterday 'Cause you wanna live forever in the lights you make And now this could be the last of all

And why should I spend time running for my life? And when the skies are open, we'll still be singing this I know they're coming for me, we're not the pitchfork kids Ooh, ooh, it's the loneliest life that we live Ooh, ooh, we're not running with the

We are the kids from yesterday When we were young we used to say That you only hear the music when your heart begins to break Now we are the kids from yesterday 'Cause you wanna live forever in the lights you make And now this could be the last of all

You fucked it up You, you lied Ha-ha-ha-ha, I was right All alone, good job, good job 'Cause I know you struggle Choke when you see love grow 'Cause we used to be the cool kids You were old school, I was on the new shit We were addicted to the blueprint

My body tells me no but I won't quit 'Cause I want more 'cause I want more His eyes are open his eyes are open Stop the train is ridin' down to the station Where you lived when we were school kids Hey the rails are caught now And I am falling down fools

I see death around the corner (When we were kids, belonging felt good) (But having respect, that feels even better) I want his family dead, I want his house burned to the ground I want to got there in the middle of the night I wanna piss on his head Why

When the music stops Music, reality, sometimes it's hard to tell the difference But we as entertainers have a responsibility to these kids If I were to die murdered in cold blood tomorrow Would you feel sorrow or show love Or would it matter Can never be