Jeff Rosenstock
80's Through the 50's
[Verse 1]
Miles away and I can't seem to shake
The smell of your car in 2003:
Beach air and bad tunes
Stale smoke and junk food
Tell her to stay and you'll scare her away
Staying the same just makes everything change
I'm plowing right through friends I don't talk to
[Chorus]
Seasons seem to see me sliding out of view
80's through the '50s
Breezes make me think of you
[Verse 2]
And I'll count down the days
Just like I count down before I go away
Trying to get used to not being there with you
[Chorus]
Seasons seem to see me sliding out of view
80's through the '50s
Breezes make me think of you
When you see me sliding out of view
80's through the '50s
Breezes make me think of you
[Bridge]
It got chilly last Saturday
And with my hands in my pockets I walked around in circles like "Oh no, I'm totally fucked."
It's one thing to grow old but I'm collecting dust
'Cause nobody needs me
Nobody needs me
Nobody needs me the way that I need you
[Chorus]
Seasons seem to see me sliding out of view
80's through the '50s
Breezes make me think of you
When you see me sliding out of view
80's through the '50s
Breezes make me think of you