A Handsome Nostalgia

Drove around my hometown Listening to songs that can't be this old That Blockbuster's a dollar store now Funny how This feels like seven lifetimes ago You can go back there but never really be back home You can go back there but never really be back home Unpacking all the good, the bad, the innocence and drama Of surviving hurt Giving up on karma But when you polish all the rough parts and the trauma You're left with a handsome nostalgia Corner booth with my best friend Where he dared me to ask her to prom Knowing she'd say "no" But she proved me wrong Funny how Little things were so big back then And I knew everything except who I am And I knew everything except who I am Unpacking all the good, the bad, the innocence and drama Of surviving hurt Giving up on karma But when you polish all the rough parts and the trauma You're left with You're left with A painted over mural downtown Dusty boxes at my parents' house Empty parking lots where we hung out If these photographs could tell out loud The things that "never happened" Friends I got in fights with The church that I grew up in And the bonds that just left bruises Unpacking all the good, the bad, the innocence and drama Of surviving hurt Giving up on karma But when you polish all the rough parts and the trauma You're left with You're left with You're left with A handsome nostalgia