Nightclub Floor

We don't talk anymore Like when the lights go low And you were holding both of my hands Camping out on the floor In my brand new dress And you were fearless to the world Sippin' on sweet September skies Your skin the whitest shade of wine I turn back those years again tonight You and I Now I'm sitting on the edge of the nightclub floor Sending DMs with typos and trying my best to call Like I'm 22 all over again But I've lost my friend We don't laugh anymore Out on the city streets With our whiskey dreams in our hands Camping out in the fall When we were starry eyed And so electrified By it all Wasted in sweet September Skies The back of his van, the whitest lies I hold back my tears again tonight You were mine Now I'm sitting on the edge of the nightclub floor Sending DMs with typos and trying my best to call Like I'm 22 all over again I remember when We were sitting on your bed by our old front door Sharing secrets of boys that we're sleeping with down the hall It's like I'm young and stupid over again But I've lost my friend And I know you're just a flight away But with runway lives, there's never time these days And all I know is that I wish I'd stayed We don't cry anymore Like when he broke your heart And that was just the start of us I hold out for sweet September sky Call out your name like it was mine Pull back those years again tonight Now I'm sitting on the edge of the nightclub floor Sending DMs with typos and trying my best to call Like it's me and you all over again Now I'm sitting on the edge of the nightclub floor Sending DMs with typos and trying my best to call Like I'm 22 all over again, I remember when We were sitting on your bed by our old front door Sharing secrets of boys that we're sleeping with down the hall It's like I'm young and stupid over again Like it's me and you all over again But I've lost my friend