Couple hundred dollars in my pocket
Couple thousand miles from home
Pulled up with everything we own and no place to go
Found ourselves a small apartment, just a place to make our beds
Wrote down every thought that I ever had
Played guitar til my fingers bled

And we knew the stakes were high
Some days we laughed, some days we cried
Chasing dreams and wasting time
These were the best days of our lives

It's 2:38 in the morning
No clarity in my mind
If I could regulate all the chemicals
Maybe I could get some sleep at night

Working nine to five just to pass the time
And pay all the debts that I owe
Bear my days and grin
What I wouldn’t give to hear our song on the radio

And we knew the stakes were high
Some days we laughed, some days we cried
Chasing dreams and wasting time
These were the best days of our lives
And the times that I recall when we had nothing at all
Writing songs with my best friends
This is how the story begins
It’s not the destination that you are looking for
The journey never ends and we must carry the torch
The notes from my fingers, the words from my mouth
The songs write me as they please, not the other way around

It's not the destination that you're looking for
(Is it worth it? Would you change it
Would you do it over if you could?)
The journey never ends, but we must carry the torch
(There’s a feeling that you have when you do much more than you thought you would)
The notes from my fingers, the words from my mouth
(Now the years are disappearing just right from underneath my feet)
The songs write me as they please, not the other way around
(Never hold back, never give in to the lies your fears make you believe)

And we knew the stakes were high
Some days we laughed, some days we cried
Chasing dreams and wasting time
These were the best days of our lives