[Verse]
Hey, with problems on our shoulders
You could come over, how about friday night?
Did you get your heart broken again?

We could stay up all night
Sleep in the morning, wake up to the smell of spam
Or stay on the porch, we’ve got time

Let’s sing sad songs
At the top of our lungs without a care in the world
Drown out the sound of our breaking hearts

We could drive around town
Look for ghosts, witching hour
But all we find is a cat inside a bush

[Chorus]
When will this all end?
When will this all end?

[Verse]
Look out at the stars
See how small we really are
Then we ask ourselves what the future holds
We could go to the beach
Get sand in our hair and sunburned cheeks
Stay under the shade while we dream of better days

[Chorus]
When will this all end?
When will this all end?

[Bridge]
Look a little closer
Stay a little longer
Sometimes growing up means growing apart