Friends Like This

I thought that something would have changed by now

I thought I'd have a voice to hear

But every time I speak up, I'm let down

I'm on the edge, I'll disappear

Crammed in your room for stupid movie nights

Next to him thinking, "what a waste!"

Infatuated by the orange street lights

Then unrequited when I wake

And oh, I'm trying to hold on

To a world that'll keep spinning when I'm gone

In the trunk of your Jeep

Singing as the thunder rolls

Filled up on Waffle House

And country's on the radio

It's two AM, and seven people out

To chase their bliss

I'm looking back and thinking,

"God, I'd love some friends like this"

I'm looking back and thinking,

"God, I'd love some friends like this"

I thought that something would have changed by now

Maybe some shifting in the tides

I try to speak, but I don't make a sound

And now you're leaving me behind

And oh, I'm trying to define

How it feels out of the circle, on the line

In the trunk of your Jeep

Singing as the thunder rolls

Filled up on Waffle House

And country's on the radio

It's two AM, and seven people out

To chase their bliss

I'm looking back and thinking,

"God, I'd love some friends like this"

I'm looking back and thinking,

"God, I'd love some friends like this"

In the trunk of your Jeep

Singing as the thunder rolls

Filled up on Waffle House

And country's on the radio

It's two AM, and seven people out

To chase their bliss

I'm looking back and thinking,

"God, I'd love some friends like this"

God, I'd love some friends like this

God, I'd love some friends like this