Back when the weekend lasted a little longer But things seemed to never end back then Oh way back when When a little went a long way Back when everything seemed just a little bit stronger I can't tell you why they did Six beers, five guys And if I

Did you get what you deserve? If life ain't just a joke Then why are we laughing? The ending of your life And if you get to heaven I'll be here waiting, baby The end and if your life won't wait Then your heart can't take this No one ever had much nice to

Do you remember the time Remember the times When we fell in love Do you remember When we first met girl When we first met We were so young and innocent then How it all began It just seemed like heaven so why did it end?

Maybe then that's when I'll finally say I'm sorry Maybe when I leave I'll lead a life less empty Maybe we were waiting way too long to end this soap opera story You'll accept just half of all these consequences Why didn't you, why didn't I, why couldn't

Your friend was prayin On our downfall baby Swear she was waitin I know I more than fucked up Now I feel stupid Why would I do this She smiling in your face She ain't know no better but I did Poor decision making for the kid

They didn't try So why would we try If we can wait Just have ourselves a time Free like the mind It always waits For friends to come around So they'll get high

Why she dancing alone Did she come on her own? So why does she keep on dancing Dancing alone? It's like I've seen her face before I know, but I don't know for sure My friends ain't with me anymore Oh, I've gotta know Seems so lost

Na, na, na, na, na, na, na Why did you listen to that man, that man's a balloon Won't you come here and stay with me Why don't you come here and stay with me Oh, you gotta get out and get back to me John, you gotta get out and get back to me I'm getting

This used to be the place we ran to This used to be my childhood dream This used to be the place I ran to Whenever I was in need Of a friend Why did it have to end And why do they always say This used to be my playground (used to be) This used to be our

Like our lives depend on it We used to be loving, touching, kissin', f- How we did get to lying, crying, always fighting Why you lookin' at me with angry eyes? If we don't get back to loving, touching, kissin', f- How we ever gon' make it out alive? Oh,