The Outsiders

Seventeen, strung out, and crazy, acting like I'm in love I never thought you'd be something that I waited for But you were different to me, like most things actually are Take it off and say my name, it'll never be the same My friends versus your friends in the backroads of the town we outgrew My car in the front yard with the boombox that I bought without you Find a way to make it make sense again Find a way to make it make sense again I saw your old guy, now is he old news? I miss the old life, I miss the old you When we spent all week with the hotel view And the friends in the living room knew what we do I spent twenty-odd years in the middle of something Kicking at the rocks in the bed of the junction Regret and reflect, I can't fall asleep with the lights off Try not to forget, but I might My friends versus your friends in the backroads of the town we outgrew My car in the front yard with the boombox that I bought without you Find a way to make it make sense again Find a way to make it make sense again My friends versus your friends in the backroads of the town we outgrew My car in the front yard with the boombox that I bought without you Find a way to make it make sense again Find a way to make it make sense again Find a way to make it make sense again Find a way to make it make sense again