2,000 days and I'm counting the minutes until I am on my way
Coming home, these streets that I know have left you long ago
They say you can never go back again, but I don't think that's right
It's all up there, that smell in the air, that crackle feels just like
Sure you should leave that grip of nostalgia, those memories are never quite accurate
Apropos of nothing, I think of when we're kissed under the tree
Oh
Oh
Oh

I'll try as hard as I can, but I can't think of why I'd ever want to see you again
I'm there again, and it's all the time that you hold my line
The soundtrack or the breakup can never quite satisfy
I have to pretend that everything can be alright
But I'm not okay, I'm okay, I'm okay
Nothing's not in our minds



Nothing's like I sold wisdom in one day
Everything is the same in your eyes



I'm there again, and it's all the time that you hold my line
And I'll never let it happen again
And I'll never let it happen again
And I'll never let it happen again