We left way back when and I do not try,
I hide from my friends when they ask me why
Way back when
Way back when
Way back when
Way back
It's mostly nostalgia
Mixed with an irrational fear of growing up
Mixed with depression
Mixed with mania
And a whole lot of other things
A little anxiety here and there
And there you go
We left way back when and I do not try,
I hide from my friends when they ask me why
Way back when
Way back when
Way back when
Way back