Good Old Days

Don’t wanna hear the static on the T.V screen
Don’t wanna live a life of cell phone memories
When did you go missing?
Where did I go wrong?
Sometimes I just don’t know where I belong

Save yourself, we’re always saying
We’re not the same, we’re two in a million
Oh, these are the good old days
These are the good old days
Go through hell, the battles we’ve bartered
We stood as one, the young and forgotten
Oh, these are the good old days
These are the good old days

You’re not the only one who grew up feeling scared
You’re not the only broken heart gone unrepaired
Everyone’s gone missing
Everyone’s done wrong
Sometimes we both fly too close to the sun

Save yourself, we’re always saying
We’re not the same, we’re two in a million
Oh, these are the good old days
These are the good old days
Go through hell, the battles we’ve bartered
We stood as one, the young and forgotten
Oh, these are the good old days
These are the good old days

You’re giving up, we’re getting out
We were young and we’re not growing up
We’re not growing up
You’re giving up, we’re getting out
We were young and we’re not growing up
We’re not growing up

Save yourself, we’re always saying
We’re not the same, we’re two in a million
Oh, these are the good old days
These are the good old days
Go through hell, the battles we’ve bartered
We stood as one, the young and forgotten
Oh, these are the good old days
These are the good old days

These are the good old days
These are the good old days

These are the good old days
These are the good old days