Better Days

We grew up in a wasteland Ripped up jeans and ex-girlfriends Punk rock shows in a basement I wanna feel like that again Sneaking in through the back door Sunburned skin from the warped tour Waking up on a cold floor It ain't like that anymore I wanna bring it all back again How did we become so sad? I'll pack my bags and runaway All the way back to better days Staying up and having fun Like we did when we were young I miss the way that it used to be Back then when we were running free Singing all our favorite songs Like we did when we were young We would listen to the misfits Hanging out on some dumb shit Jet black hair and a sidekick Why couldn't life stay like this? Didn't know that we would trade Our hopes and dreams for fears and drugs Gotta find another way Can't believe we've lost so much We never knew when we had enough Well, I guess this is growing up Yeah! I'll pack my bags and runaway All the way back to better days Staying up and having fun Like we did when we were young I miss the way that it used to be Back then when we were running free Singing all our favorite songs Like we did when we were young You know it made us who we are These lessons we learned all stay in our hearts Before we let it all slip away Let's take it back to better days (Like we did when we were young) I'll pack my bags and runaway All the way back to better days Staying up and having fun Like we did when we were young I miss the way that it used to be Back then when we were fucking free Singing all our favorite songs Like we did when we were young