We lay
In an empty tree house
I'm not sure what drugs we were fucked up on at the time but we were laying next to each other in an empty tree house in your backyard in Orange County talking shit, smoking cigarettes, drinking California Coolers we were
Gone gone gone
Gone beyond all sense
We were looking
We were squinting at the sun as it came streaming through the slats
And you reached your fingers out for mine

I don't know what we were feeling at the time
But it was summer
I think it was summertime
You held my hand
We held onto the floor
Spinning out into the air
We knew the world was ours

We lay in an empty tree house in that backyard in Orange County and we made the kind of pact that you just never think you never think you'll have to keep we laughed even as we made it and then we moved on and started talking about gym class gossip
We were fucked up
Fucked up beyond belief
And then then we got bored and we drove around for awhile
Went to South Coast Plaza and had a taco
And some ice cream
And then we passed out in the car

I don't know what we were feeling at the time
But it was summer
Pretty sure it was summertime
You held my hand
We held onto the floor
And it went spinning through the air
We thought the world was ours

We lay
In an empty tree house
I know you already know this, buddy
But I didn't want to have to do it but that pillow and your aching were bound together and they collided in that tree house in Orange County and we had known each other far too long and we had known each other far too well and I thought we'd grow old together laughing, squinting at the sun and so you know I'll never fucking go back to Orange County and you know I'll fucking never go back to South Coast Plaza and I'll never fucking let you slip my mind

I don't know what we were feeling at the time
But it was summer
Pretty sure it was summertime
You held my hand
We held onto the floor
We didn't know it at the time
It was spinning us apart
It was spinning us apart