My god, look how young that we both look
Time creeps like the way a lobster cooks
Days pass like degrees rise
We didn't notice we were boiled alive
Stick a fork inside my youth, it's through
Oh man, I fell asleep inside your car
I was spent like a 20 at the bar
Our nights are more softcore
Exhausted by the daily chores
Our wild days withdrew
Rear view
Throwback Thursday
Beer bottles and ashtrays
Flashback Friday
Cheeseburgers and chocolate shakes
Selfie Sunday
Our 20s were roaring through
Caption this picture I say to you
Rear view
My god, I can't believe it's been 10 years
This box of dusty photo souvenirs
That apartment above the shop
That old hippie that reeked of pot
Long days, but months just flew
Rear view
Babe look, what just popped up on my phone
Time hop, we had no kids we were alone
But now it's 64 frames a tick
You can't see the forest in the thick of it
You're gonna blink and then she's two
Rear view
